Darkness in Light, Sorrow in Joy
Everyday I walk around and see every place I always do
Everything is just so boring, everything is just so dull
Now no one or anything makes any sense at all
Nothing has a purpose, nothing has a cause.
Things that appealed me in past years
Have been slowly peeling themselves away
Until the only thing that remains
Is a worn-out, gray senseless pulp.
(Like everything else)
As these things start to melt away
I try to look for more appealing things
But I find none, and when I do,
They quickly lose their happiness.
Some old rituals have been laid
To make this life a bit more plaid
But they're sense appealing, not to me
And disturb my thinking, disturb my own self
(Like everything else)
And suddenly I realize
That life is simply not worth living
Some minute things can be better
But none can be better overall.
When my body laughs, I don't laugh
When my body cries, I don't cry
When my body feels, I don't feel
Nothing's worth anything to laugh, cry, or feel about
(Like everything else)
I feel mostly imprisoned in a land of nonsense
In a body that slowly takes control of me
I see my visions as in a camera
I feel my feelings like a tongue
All outside of me is so unreal
All mirages, all like ghosts
Nothing means anything any more
T'would be so easy to leave it to the other people
(To everyone else)
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