my void
Why do I find comfort in my suffering?
Why do I find peace in my cycles?
no one can read behind my covering
but i let the pages run for miles
Let it set in, i'm in
I can't bring myself to let go
I can't get in, no win
I don't wanna be responsible
It's impossible for it to please my void
(La, la, la, la)
I can't let myself beg on my knees again
Fought for my reasons
Convicted treasons
I tried to fight it but now I wonder
Is it possible for it to please my void?
Cause I don't know
Why do I feel calm in anxiety?
Why do I feel safe when I'm in chains?
I feel the corruption in society
but would they notice my remains?
Tone is sarcastic
It's real, not just plastic
I'm sorry if I turn out to be spastic
Digging through boxes in my attic
I can't help it, it's automatic
Let it set in, i'm in
I can't bring myself to burn it all
I can't get in, no win
I don't wanna be receiving a call
It's impossible for it to please my void
(La, la, la, la)
I can't let myself beg on my knees again
Fought for my reasons
Convicted treasons
I tried to fight it but now I wonder
Is it possible for it to please my void?
Cause I don't know
I can't be judged if I'm not on trial
Can't turn back time, there's no dial
What is spinning? Another spiral?
Maybe it's denial
I let it fly, too many times
What's gone awry, my mind at night
I tried to stop, I got annoyed
I can't avoid, to fill my void
Why do I find peace in my cycles?
no one can read behind my covering
but i let the pages run for miles
Let it set in, i'm in
I can't bring myself to let go
I can't get in, no win
I don't wanna be responsible
It's impossible for it to please my void
(La, la, la, la)
I can't let myself beg on my knees again
Fought for my reasons
Convicted treasons
I tried to fight it but now I wonder
Is it possible for it to please my void?
Cause I don't know
Why do I feel calm in anxiety?
Why do I feel safe when I'm in chains?
I feel the corruption in society
but would they notice my remains?
Tone is sarcastic
It's real, not just plastic
I'm sorry if I turn out to be spastic
Digging through boxes in my attic
I can't help it, it's automatic
Let it set in, i'm in
I can't bring myself to burn it all
I can't get in, no win
I don't wanna be receiving a call
It's impossible for it to please my void
(La, la, la, la)
I can't let myself beg on my knees again
Fought for my reasons
Convicted treasons
I tried to fight it but now I wonder
Is it possible for it to please my void?
Cause I don't know
I can't be judged if I'm not on trial
Can't turn back time, there's no dial
What is spinning? Another spiral?
Maybe it's denial
I let it fly, too many times
What's gone awry, my mind at night
I tried to stop, I got annoyed
I can't avoid, to fill my void
Credits
Writer(s): Quade Roberts
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