Lyrics Parasites - Family and Friends

Parasites

Oh persistence prolonged
I’ve been writing these songs about righting my wrongs
Temptation to test my resolve
The craving had left but never had gone
These thoughts, they keep me awake
Try to move on, just keep running in place
Like a sickness that I could not shake
Swallowing lies like medicine and wait for them to take
Never gonna change, never gonna change, never gonna change, we’re never gonna
change, never gonna change, never gonna change
(I can change, my wanting ways, breaths left to take, make sure they don’t go
to waste)
Close your eyes, listen close
Hear the distant echoes of a life unknown
In lies yet there’s truth to be told
I guess faking blind is just one way to cope
Oh how the wanting endures
Clear the smoke from my lungs, still the cough cant be cured
You play with fire, you’re gonna get burned
You’re gonna get what you deserve
They say we’re never gonna change, never gonna change, never gonna change,
we’re never gonna change, never gonna change, never gonna change
Yes it’s true I’ve been seeing ghosts
Of the you I used to know
Speaking through the dial tone
Reflections in my windows
My whole life
Spent passive
Just passing time
Stoic and stagnant
Idle for a sign
Like a child believes in magic
Or some naive rationale
To keep these feelings captive
All my friends say that I have changed, tell me how do you explain,
Their lives take forward course and shape, while I’ve remained in the same damn
place
Just keep speaking what you’re told to say, fit the mold and play it safe,
mark these words upon my grave, «he is not what he became»
We are the choices we make I’ve heard,
The chances we take I’ve learned
The fears that we face, the lessons learn from our mistakes
There was something in her eyes, I could not place
A feeling from inside, she could not fake
No matter best I try, I am never as good as the way she says my name
I will be good with just being ok
All my life
Cynicism
Made its way from my lips into my Bloodstream
Like parasites
Suffering symptoms
So long now it seems this sickness is a part of me
I will be good,
But I can be better,
And I will rid of you like a matchstick to the gasoline
The flames will rise
And burn my eyes
I put my faith in a fallacy
I will be good, but I could be better
(I can change, my wanting ways, breaths left to take, make sure they don’t go
to waste)
I will be good but I could be better if I tried
If I was anyone else this would not be a crime