Self-Taught
Bloodshot eyes and an empty stare
I'm not looking at you, I'm looking over there
I need to get out, it's too much to bear
I need to feel the breeze, I need to feel the air
I've seen it now, this game isn't fair
My two best teammates are a kick and a snare
I don't see, I don't feel in this lucid nightmare
I'd care if I could but I can't
It's all on my mind but the kitchen sink
So just give me a second and let me think
How does it feel if you carry the weight?
Can you even hold it or are you way too late?
Maybe a mirror looks better when broken
Maybe I never should've been awoken
Maybe some words
Should just stay unspoken
Rested eyes and a placid gaze
This world I'm in is no endless maze
I want to stay here because I've finally won
I get to feel the rain, I get to feel the sun
I've seen it now, this game is a ruse
Then I learnt to say 'fuck it, I don't care if I lose'
I can see, I can feel in this paracosm
I could jump, yes I could, but I don't
It's all on my mind but the kitchen sink
So here I'll show you, what do you think?
How does it feel if you carry the load?
You don't have to worry because I threw it in the road
Maybe I'll stop this when I'm dead
Maybe a life is what's ahead
I'm sorry, but some things
Just have to be said.
I'm not looking at you, I'm looking over there
I need to get out, it's too much to bear
I need to feel the breeze, I need to feel the air
I've seen it now, this game isn't fair
My two best teammates are a kick and a snare
I don't see, I don't feel in this lucid nightmare
I'd care if I could but I can't
It's all on my mind but the kitchen sink
So just give me a second and let me think
How does it feel if you carry the weight?
Can you even hold it or are you way too late?
Maybe a mirror looks better when broken
Maybe I never should've been awoken
Maybe some words
Should just stay unspoken
Rested eyes and a placid gaze
This world I'm in is no endless maze
I want to stay here because I've finally won
I get to feel the rain, I get to feel the sun
I've seen it now, this game is a ruse
Then I learnt to say 'fuck it, I don't care if I lose'
I can see, I can feel in this paracosm
I could jump, yes I could, but I don't
It's all on my mind but the kitchen sink
So here I'll show you, what do you think?
How does it feel if you carry the load?
You don't have to worry because I threw it in the road
Maybe I'll stop this when I'm dead
Maybe a life is what's ahead
I'm sorry, but some things
Just have to be said.
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Nathaniel
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