Today I've found the strength again
just to pretend that everything is all right.
I have this funny feeling its not, then again
I feel better, so why put up a fight?
If we're all lost to truth,
when the search has lost its use,
what is there left to do but pick and
choose our sacred lies?
So I'll embrace my happy,
fluid illusion, relinquish confusion
and for a moment just try and
feel the light of life.
Once just surviving
meant everything to me,
confusing how I'm finding there's
so much more I really need.
I once damned myself for always
hiding in my security zone
now I see I need to grasp a hold of
something else instead of just
focusing on this and trying like
hell just to let go.
And I've got no one else to
prove myself to but myself.
And I've got nothing left to
loose but my suffocating shell.
I'm so tired of hating myself.
So tired of blaming myself.
So tired of wasting myself.
As far as I'm concerned
today, all is well.
just to pretend that everything is all right.
I have this funny feeling its not, then again
I feel better, so why put up a fight?
If we're all lost to truth,
when the search has lost its use,
what is there left to do but pick and
choose our sacred lies?
So I'll embrace my happy,
fluid illusion, relinquish confusion
and for a moment just try and
feel the light of life.
Once just surviving
meant everything to me,
confusing how I'm finding there's
so much more I really need.
I once damned myself for always
hiding in my security zone
now I see I need to grasp a hold of
something else instead of just
focusing on this and trying like
hell just to let go.
And I've got no one else to
prove myself to but myself.
And I've got nothing left to
loose but my suffocating shell.
I'm so tired of hating myself.
So tired of blaming myself.
So tired of wasting myself.
As far as I'm concerned
today, all is well.
