Discomfiture
I can't seem to stress enough
Constant beatings
My will has had enough
I'm over it
I'm over this zero sum
I'm over this zero sum
I've been walking in straight lines
Since my first words were spoken
Were Spoken
But now the end of the rope only leads to a dip instead
Falling until I crack my head
I've been shifting from a man with smiles
To a wandering, empty soul
Desperate for direction
Losing his conviction
I'm becoming my own worst enemy
From my physical to the real
My intrinsic thoughts have led me to my paramnesia
Of who I used to be
They say that our souls are immortal
But they'll always warn us how finite we are
They say that our souls are immortal
But they'll always warn us how finite we are
Discomfiture
I can't seem to stress enough
Constant beatings
My will has had enough
I will stare straight ahead
With my dreams in tunnel view
Becoming who I used to be
Believing who I used to be
They say that our souls are immortal
But they'll always warn us how finite we are
They say that our souls are immortal
But they'll always warn us how finite we are