Back to the Source

It appears to me you're trying To reach out for all those errors as I grow Dismembering you now as I try to stop The chronological illness I escape It appears to me you're crying For all those memories of dying Replacing survival Why don't we discover it between ourselves We know you've been there Provoking, behaving, indirectly hating We know you've been there But heavily persuading, it's constantly decaying It appears to me that you don't want to be here Changing all the roads you've striving always Trying to return where you've never been On and off from this You never thought You could be right You're dying on me Betraying the life you fear You'll find out It's a quiet agony Mistaken, the love you feel You've been wasting A life, afraid from all those same mistakes You've been waiting forever We've constantly lost faith and always been persuading But we are not regretting It's always been so strange and somehow been Mistaken Why don't you just fight resistance? You could be right You've dying on me Betraying the life you fear You'll find out It's a quiet agony Mistaken, the love you feel You've been wasting A life afraid from all those same mistakes You've been waiting forever You could be right You've dying on me Persuading a life you fear You'll find out It's a quiet agony Mistaken, the life you feel You've been wasting A life afraid from all those who helped your death You've been waiting forever Could be right