Versions

Look into the mirror
The shits just getting clearer
Looking close what do you find

Gazing to the distance
Look like you have a vision
Until you learn you're left behind

All these versions of yourself they align
All these versions of a self destructive kind

And then you seek salvation
Only to lose out on patience
But you're coming close
To the white light

Swept under the carpet
The fragments are distorted
Of a time when you could coincide

How many versions of your self align
How many of them aren't stereotypes
Some coincide with with your mind
But others just can't decide
What's the line between wrong or right
Who are these people by you side
What's the matter now don't you hide
Which version is the one that abides
Which version will see the light

The one filled with unwanted sorrow
Or the one looking for a better tomorrow
There's no time that you can borrow
Another side will slowly follow
Another day there won't be tomorrow
Another version, another drum roll
It's under control, but it got your soul
And stole another moment that you can't unfold
And now your cold and dysfunctional
No more scope for pushing buttons
All the versions have been summoned
Time to fight the inner demons
And you case to fucking reasons
Once again gazing at the distance
Looks like you had a vision
Looks like you had a vision