The One
I always felt like I was destined
But now it feels like I made it to where the quest ends
Lessons hard learned, mental self wrestlin'
Restless, odd feeling, mental health in question
So what's a soul to do
When you look in the mirror and don't even now it's you
Don't even know what's true, disconnected
Touch with reality severed, no perspective
No reflection, mind hidden, not alive
Two inside, maybe more, sometimes I wish I'd die
I used to want to cry till I did it
Laying balled up paranoid, this is not livin'
Pictures vivid, limit the time spent livid
I'm really trying this time, but trying's not winnin'
Maybe nothing's worth winnin'
I can feel it all crumbling
The universe is fake, everything was always nothing
Something, someone on my mind, can't get 'em off
The medicine won't let him in, but he is never gone
Swallow self, little aliens walking through my veins
They are my thoughts, little critters always crawling through my brain
Nothing is the same, maybe that's good
Cause I've always been the type to never do the things they should
Never doing all I could, all I can is nothing too
Saw the future as a kid but now it's not coming true
Nodded off for a decade, now I'm coming too
But what I see is not the me I know, red becoming blue
How am I supposed to choose a path when there's nothing left to prove
How can I surpass and fight to win if there's nothing left to lose
Destiny determined by our actions, we can't run
Faced with the truth, I am not the one
But now it feels like I made it to where the quest ends
Lessons hard learned, mental self wrestlin'
Restless, odd feeling, mental health in question
So what's a soul to do
When you look in the mirror and don't even now it's you
Don't even know what's true, disconnected
Touch with reality severed, no perspective
No reflection, mind hidden, not alive
Two inside, maybe more, sometimes I wish I'd die
I used to want to cry till I did it
Laying balled up paranoid, this is not livin'
Pictures vivid, limit the time spent livid
I'm really trying this time, but trying's not winnin'
Maybe nothing's worth winnin'
I can feel it all crumbling
The universe is fake, everything was always nothing
Something, someone on my mind, can't get 'em off
The medicine won't let him in, but he is never gone
Swallow self, little aliens walking through my veins
They are my thoughts, little critters always crawling through my brain
Nothing is the same, maybe that's good
Cause I've always been the type to never do the things they should
Never doing all I could, all I can is nothing too
Saw the future as a kid but now it's not coming true
Nodded off for a decade, now I'm coming too
But what I see is not the me I know, red becoming blue
How am I supposed to choose a path when there's nothing left to prove
How can I surpass and fight to win if there's nothing left to lose
Destiny determined by our actions, we can't run
Faced with the truth, I am not the one
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Writer(s): Andrew Terwilliger
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