It Comes in Threes
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
Clarity gained from each rotation
Yet I'm still having this sensation
That I am lost, that I am confused
I think I need a different point of view
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
It comes in threes and it comes in waves
A lesson taught but there's nothing gained
Life itself now it seems so strange
Is there something left to save?
And it all goes back, fading into the past
Time is an illusion that we try to make last
But it never seems to last
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
Asking these questions in circles I go
Days slip away at a steady tempo
The uncomfortable stage of growth
That I've come to know
That I've come to know
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When it all seems to fade away?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
Clarity gained from each rotation
Yet I'm still having this sensation
That I am lost, that I am confused
I think I need a different point of view
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
It comes in threes and it comes in waves
A lesson taught but there's nothing gained
Life itself now it seems so strange
Is there something left to save?
And it all goes back, fading into the past
Time is an illusion that we try to make last
But it never seems to last
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
Asking these questions in circles I go
Days slip away at a steady tempo
The uncomfortable stage of growth
That I've come to know
That I've come to know
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When these words seem to fade away?
How am I supposed to feel?
When I don't even know what's real?
What am I supposed to say?
When it all seems to fade away?
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Writer(s): Lucas Bennett
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