Paled::Mirrors

Discomfiture I can't seem to stress enough Constant beatings My will has had enough I'm over it I'm over this zero sum I'm over this zero sum I've been walking in straight lines Since my first words were spoken Were Spoken But now the end of the rope only leads to a dip instead Falling until I crack my head I've been shifting from a man with smiles To a wandering, empty soul Desperate for direction Losing his conviction I'm becoming my own worst enemy From my physical to the real My intrinsic thoughts have led me to my paramnesia Of who I used to be They say that our souls are immortal But they'll always warn us how finite we are They say that our souls are immortal But they'll always warn us how finite we are Discomfiture I can't seem to stress enough Constant beatings My will has had enough I will stare straight ahead With my dreams in tunnel view Becoming who I used to be Believing who I used to be They say that our souls are immortal But they'll always warn us how finite we are They say that our souls are immortal But they'll always warn us how finite we are