| Drowning in a sea of static
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| Forbearance wearing thin
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| Night was already long long before this
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| The consistent patterns begin to blend once again
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| Ever expending and full of regret
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| All of my solace lies
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| In skin I’ve shed and left behind
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| I’ve been losing sleep
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| Searching a meaning in anything
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| I have thought I’d learned to separate myself from the surrealistic void
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| But now I see it’s engulfing me
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| And I’ve no rope to grab ahold
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| Something so frail and fragile
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| Was certain to never float at all
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| Inevitability in this static sea
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| We all dissolve
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| Shifting along with the flow
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| Existing simply to say so
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| I’ve been losing sleep
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| Searching a meaning in anything
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| All of my solace lies
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| In skin I’ve shed and left behind
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| I’ve been losing sleep
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| Searching a meaning
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| Sweating swirling my descent
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| I bend and contort
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| Incredible black hole
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| Torn into the fabric of the earth
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| Distorting not only thought
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| Compromising vision
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| Great delusional mind
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| In control of everlasting time
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| And as the light from the sun washes over me
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| I will never find relief
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| I’ve held the world in my hands
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| I couldn’t keep it on my own
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| I’ve held the world in my hands
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| I couldn’t keep it all alone |