All Misery All the Time

To what form shall we return? Expert lens or knowing ignorance? I can't decide what's worse Be present or escape? Apathy or hate? Clasp my hands like shells in sand Pressed by waves A silver reprimand The misery of the many Is so very Heavy Heavy Heavy I can't live in a constant state of worry I know the crash is coming soon I can't look to faded constellations I know they call to you Trust me, I feel it To what form shall we return? Close the door on planning my rebirth My reverie and my envy Are my undoing Hiding I'm fucking hiding Let's call it what it is I can't live in a constant state of worry I know the crash is coming soon I can't look to faded constellations I know they call to you They call to you They call to you Just like you wanted them to They call to you Just like you wanted them to They call to you To all of you You