Without a grasp on reality
I stumble through your norms
Breezing through your fantasies
and feeding your indignant storms
You breathe and break my bones
With your heavy expectations
You're wrong
Yet, maybe my mind has slipped
and fallen beneath the waves
They finally came to shake my bones
I rode them out with no delay
Now, up is down and down is left
The world is lonely and ugly like
this bitter, unappreciative song
Nov 10, 2011
Nov 10, 2011 at 10:57 AM UTC
Without a grasp on reality
I stumble through your norms
Breezing through your fantasies
and feeding your indignant storms
You breathe and break my bones
With your heavy expectations
You're wrong
Yet, maybe my mind has slipped
and fallen beneath the waves
They finally came to shake my bones
I rode them out with no delay
Now, up is down and down is left
The world is lonely and ugly like
this bitter, unappreciative song