~The Unexamined Life~

 

Iʼm standing on the precipice of brilliance, of course thatʼs narcissist nonsense.
Hope comes back for a second, take me out back shoot it.


I finally see the potential, just means I have more to lose.
Hope comes in waves crashing, and with it despair comes too.


I see a glimmer in the distance.
Make sure I donʼt stop moving toward it.


Ecstatic that I'm trying.Though my expectations are low.
I saw your face cracking, malice I chose not to show.


Though glimmer getting brighter I'm not much of a fighter.
Passion wanes momentum drains so I feign my chains.
Mania and self oh a twisted twine, paint, two colours of mine.
If I separate will I fade.


Though glimmer getting brighter I'm not much of a fighter.
Passion wanes momentum drains so I feign my chains.
Mania and self oh a twisted twine, paint, two colours of mine.


If I separate will I fade.
If I separate will I fade.
If I separate will I fade.


I see a glimmer in the distance.
Make sure I donʼt stop moving toward it.
I see a glimmer in the distance.
Make sure I donʼt stop moving toward it.