I see it coming after the worst of m e.
Disappointment is the key word of the day.
We think we have control until we put ourselves in situations
where we are torn apart from our usual routine.
It's the everyday denial that leads to this path
It's only when we are alone, that we tear at the seam.
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He said, "You were the brightest face in the crowd"
She said, "Your emptiness made me whole"
Dive into the space between sanity and truth.
Both seem to easy to dodge.
God will forgive, but I scorn myself for this reoccurring action.
Looking into your eyes is like looking into a mirror, so I choose to avoid the
Self-confrontation.
They say, "I'm running" they say, "It will all pass"
But I want to hear what you have to say about me now that I have passed.
Our talk feels so cheap, and your lies are begging for your self-conviction.
So we've drawn the lines between us and the rest of the world.
We've drawn the boundry from friend to foe.
It doesnt feel right at all, but we've built a wall, together.
So we are stuck with this creation we have chosen to make.
We're stuck in this constant complacency of fate.
We think we have control until we put ourselves in situations
where we are torn apart from our usual routine.
It's the everyday denial that leads to this path
It's only when we are alone, that we tear at the seam.
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He said, "You were the brightest face in the crowd"
She said, "Your emptiness made me whole"
Dive into the space between sanity and truth.
Both seem to easy to dodge.
God will forgive, but I scorn myself for this reoccurring action.
Looking into your eyes is like looking into a mirror, so I choose to avoid the
Self-confrontation.
They say, "I'm running" they say, "It will all pass"
But I want to hear what you have to say about me now that I have passed.
Our talk feels so cheap, and your lies are begging for your self-conviction.
So we've drawn the lines between us and the rest of the world.
We've drawn the boundry from friend to foe.
It doesnt feel right at all, but we've built a wall, together.
So we are stuck with this creation we have chosen to make.
We're stuck in this constant complacency of fate.