Lyrics The Dying - Cataract

The Dying

We mostly feel like better not thinking too much about what each day may offer
us
If there is sun outside we hate it
If it rains we feel good and when there is snow we feel cozy
In general we are forced to be part of what we never chose to be part of
We are all trapped in between relations, caught by words and stuck between
positive and negative
It’s not a matter of intelligence, social appearance or money
It’s inherited
Things that seem to be true turn out to be the biggest lies ever
Everyday I wake up I feel so much pressure on me
I often feel that daily life is a too big burden nevertheless I want to keep up
the fight
Every life was created on a storyboard
But who owns the board, who writes it?
The only thing I know is that pain leaves scars and they help me write my
storyboard in a certain way
If somebody ever tells me life is simple I kick his ass
If somebody tells me life is complex I would laugh at him
In both manners there is pain involved even tough there is a different thought
behind it
Through human evolution pain evolved to one of the most creative sources in life
The focus on destroying basic ideas of harmony and peace, causing pain,
seems to be the essence of life
I enjoy it