I guess I exist
A weakened sense of joy
I lost my body to something more
I'm walking through a secret door
It's a breadth of a dream
Something that make me feel
Something that would make me almost find
Disquietude, it leaves me wanting you
It leaves me wanting you, my disquietude.
Whatever I've loved I've pretended to love
I'm a reflection of a stolen star,
A star with a big hat on.
The consciousness of life's unconsciousness
Is a price I pay for my intelligence
The certainty of life's uncertainty
Is buried in a darker shade of me
Disquietude, it leaves me wanting you
It leaves me wanting you, my disquietude.