ouroboros

First I will be angry, then I will feel guilty
Then I will feel rage, and back again
Ouroboro rage in a circular wave
Snake eating its own tail in your emotional escapade

First I will be angry, then I will feel guilty
Then I will feel shame, and you will feel bad
And even if it's broken, we will keep the contract
I will keep coming back

It's in jewelry I wear, or the shackle, I swear
Can't tell the difference in the cycle that's repeating on
The snake is on my right as I walk down the road
Wisdom or a detriment to the inner love
And I love to be in love

Ouroboro
Ouroboro

First you will be angry, then I will be shame filled
You will fill with pity, tell me it's okay
But I don't even register, retreated for today
And I could be sad, but I'd rather be mad than sad
'Cause sad makes me weak
And when I feel weak, I don't make a fist
And if I can't make a fist, then how can I punch
And make the holes in the walls?

In the walls that are witness to pain, witness to the anger
Scars on the surface, big holes that are worth it
Echoes of the worthless, tell me that I'm worth it
Tell me that I'm worth it, tell me that I'm worth it

Punching in the dark, punching in the dark
Anything that comes in, is it a shadow or a spark
I'll be punching in the dark, I'll be punching in the dark
Anything that comes in

First I will be angry, then I will feel guilty
Then I will feel rage, and back again
Ouroboro rage in a circular wave
A snake eating its own tail in your emotional escapade

Ouroboro
Ouroboro

The marching of years, mating of fears
The progenitor rears its head
The molting of years
The progenitor rears its head
And says, "What the hell is here?"

Ouroboro
Ouroboro
Ouroboro