Logos

The world is busy learning to beat around the bush
While I micromanage perception of me
I won't lie, this feels like an ambush
I walked right into their twisted web

I only feel my head when it's aching
I only feel my nose when it's cold
I only feel my heart when it's breaking
Do I feel? How do I feel?

Idioms and idiots, tell me what to do
Tell me what to say, or go down in flames
Idioms and idiots, I can see it now
The world is crumbling at my fingertips
I'm losing track of how on earth to fix
The wreckage that I left to spoil
As I burn the midnight oil

I don't know if it's fair to pin this on myself
But I already have
I'll tell the others to cut themselves some slack
But it's still me, feeling guilty

I only feel my head when it's aching
I only feel my nose when it's cold
I only feel my heart when it's breaking
Do I feel? How do I feel?

Idioms and idiots, tell me what to do
Tell me what to say, or go down in flames
Idioms and idiots, I can see it now
The world is crumbling at my fingertips
I'm losing track of how on earth to fix
The wreckage that I left to spoil
As I burn the midnight oil

Logos says: Present the facts
My mind says: Just relax
We can't put a label on the unknown
Try to make the rules over what we don't own
Despite whatever they teach in English class
We can't stick a box over how someone reacts but those

Idioms and idiots, tell me what to do
Tell me what to say, or go down in flames
Idioms and idiots, I can see it now
The world is crumbling at my fingertips
I'm losing track of how on earth to fix
The wreckage that I left to spoil
As I burn the midnight oil



Credits
Writer(s): Sydney Black
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