Joel Ngui - Figure Eight Lyrics

The lies we fabricate
Desire we can't ignore
We're in a perpetual state
Of always needing more

We're all looking for something
For something to fill up this empty feeling
I'm tired of searching
In a desert while being in VR

Wandering, wandering right outside the lines
Searching, searching for another higher high
I don't know what'll fill this hole, but I'll still try
To feel alright

Doing figure eights
In a wilderness
Even when things
Fall apart around us

Looking for familiar roads to meander
Looking for the easier anesthesia
Escaping disenchantment that we've traded for a mirage

We seek for satisfaction
Oh
But we're drinking from bottles with holes in the bottom

Wandering, wandering right outside the lines
Searching, searching for another higher high
I don't know what'll feed my soul, but I'll still try
To feel alright

Fall in love with mudpies on a picturesque seaside
Keep asking, "who am I?" but I'll have another slice
Why doesn't it suffice?
Somehow, I'd rather stay here in my

Wandering, wandering right outside the lines
Searching, searching for another high
There has to be something that keeps me satisfied
But for now, I'm fine

I'm wandering
I'm searching
Searching for another high
I'm getting sick of barely getting by
But for now, I'm fine