One wide split right through the middle Frightening fighting while I stay hidden A war between reality and feelings The path my feelings follow aren't always appealing.
I've invested my energies in endeavours proven destructive Fed the essence of my aura into a river that's been occluded All the sentiment sediment with the pressure becomes eruptive Seems like the fallacy inside me had always been corrupted.
Imagination and my devastation have I always been deluded Dichotomy so clear yet the opposing parts keep feuding They create a perfect storm as if these factors colluded Adding to the mounting anxiety making matters more confusing.
You've been staying rent-free in my mind for a while now. Shuffling through my brain and moving things around, like it's your right. You were always like that, after all.
At first it was soothing, to have you rattling about up there. Thinking I was grounding myself. Trying to understand you better. Telling you what I couldn't down here – the things people say to themselves.
But, years later, I'm still here, still dragging myself back – only, struggling to place the face that's just skulking about, still taking. up. space.
I should’ve known how this would end We played the part of distant friends And I knew it’d hurt like a metal fist A strong uppercut that almost missed You should’ve seen my hand the other day Shaking and trembling like a rusty train When it comes and goes in a fiery blaze Lungs burn, stomach turns, this must be fate I’m calling around for a saving grace And with two bruised knees, I’ll try to pray What was that thing you said to my face? Honey, you’ll find love, but not today And I never wore a frown very well But it’s been hard, if you couldn’t tell It’s not even summer and I already fell I’ll buy any hope that you try to sell
Wrote this song to the melody of Inhaler’s My Honest Face.