Poor Lake's Camp

I want to feel the feelings people feel when they wake up
Every morning with a purpose
Followed by a morning cup
Its been a mess for quite some time
Keep it quiet; kept it in line
Hoping one day I'll find some relief from a headache I can't seem to shake from me

Is it true things are exactly what you want
And there's no bruise behind an emotional front
Is it proof things are exactly the way you want

So tell me to smile so you can pretend that I'm happy in your own mind
Go out on any limb for the sake of soldering your own lies

That I'm wrong
And I'm blind
But you're strong
Purely refined

Well I'm not buying it
There are things that are so easily missed
Tell me what could be the risk of ignorance in all of your bliss

Name me; disdain
It still hurts all the same
No one is to blame
Seeing all but the frame



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Ilkowitz
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