Dogma (Live)

Spent countless hours just spacing out
Fending off enormous, and insurmountable doubt
Clear that I haven't come out on top
Considering the amount of time wasted, left out to rot
A thousand scenarios staging dress rehearsal
To be critiqued and perfected
But opening night never comes
Delayed the production so that no one could attend

And I've learned that without an absolute I become predisposed
To examine every flaw in my path searching for one
Magnify every crack in the concrete
Too busy analyzing the next step
To ever actually bring my foot back to ground
But how could I ever care enough?
How could anyone ever care enough?
When we're being dragged this way that
Constantly being told what to react to and how to react
While perpetually being unable to react at all

Just latch onto something and embrace it
Just pick something up and run with it
But what if it's just not right?
Then again how could it be anyway?
How is anyone so confident in their endeavors?
Forces me to look at others and ask
'Why so serious all the time?'
Serious to the point where you feel the need to hurt others
Because you can't take a second to try and gain a little perspective

In a world clouded by the arbitrary and subjective
You've taken what you think are absolutes and shoved them down the throats of those around you
Well how do you feel at the prospect of vanishing?
Because the only certainty is that we are all sent back to the void from whence we came
And I feel that any dogmatic approach to life should be attainable by anyone in any circumstance
Which leads me to believe the only acceptable behavior
Is to make this bizarre journey a little more bearable for those around you

Maybe I'm justifying my apathy and maybe I won't survive because I don't qualify as the fittest
But without acceptance and unity, it seems unlikely that 7 billion could survive

So if survival is your goal, then you need to recognize the chaos and be kind
Cause none of us asked to be here