The Aperture
Ascend the aperture and, free me from this pain
I feel I've been asleep
Like all these years run on repeat
If only I could wake up, and find out what it means
I've let the burdens of my past surround and, wear me like a mask
Turning all I see into a broken, barren path
What lies ahead are lies I've fed myself to make this last
A sickness felt, these cards I'm dealt, remind me I'm outclassed.
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
Some sense of clarity
A single second where my head is not the enemy
A piece of mind, that is not defined, by the time that it takes, for me to see I've done right
I fail
I fall
I beat myself right down, and wonder, why it's all my fault
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
Ascend the aperture and, free me from this pain
I feel I've been asleep
Like all these years run on repeat
If only I could wake up, and find out what it means
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
I fail
I fall
I beat myself right down, and wonder, why it's all my fault
Why it's all my fault
Why it's all my fault
I feel I've been asleep
Like all these years run on repeat
If only I could wake up, and find out what it means
I've let the burdens of my past surround and, wear me like a mask
Turning all I see into a broken, barren path
What lies ahead are lies I've fed myself to make this last
A sickness felt, these cards I'm dealt, remind me I'm outclassed.
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
Some sense of clarity
A single second where my head is not the enemy
A piece of mind, that is not defined, by the time that it takes, for me to see I've done right
I fail
I fall
I beat myself right down, and wonder, why it's all my fault
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
Ascend the aperture and, free me from this pain
I feel I've been asleep
Like all these years run on repeat
If only I could wake up, and find out what it means
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
If I'm only holding on then what's the wait
I might as well just cut the chord as long as it's about to break
If there's only so much more that I can take
What's the point of reaching for these things that I cannot obtain
I fail
I fall
I beat myself right down, and wonder, why it's all my fault
Why it's all my fault
Why it's all my fault
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Writer(s): Kevin Schwartz
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