Another day spent battling
the crowd of voices in
my head, screaming:
fuck this,
give up,
run away,
this isn't worth your time,
all you gain is pain.
Live like this without rhyme
or reason long enough,
you'll loose what little
sight you have to salvage,
build up more damage
you'll have to manage
somewhere down the line.
The time is now.
Time for a change of mind,
because its starting to smell;
time for a change in lifestyle.
All you do is bitch.
All you do is dwell.
All you do is wonder,
stick your head in the sand
to escape the Here and Now,
and you weren't meant for this.
Nobody was meant for this.
You owe yourself more,
time to start paying off your debt
to your malnurished soul
and all the precious time your
dysfunctional ego stole.
Sacrifice your asking for making answers.
Trade your problems for exploring solutions.
It's been far too long and you're falling asleep,
a spiritual slumber forever withdrawing
from the ground of life, a dangerous dichotomy
that deprives existence of its meaningful substance,
leaving you to drown ever-deeper in the hungry swamp
of nihilism, bitterness, cynicism, fatalism, guilt,
shame, hatred and all else that populates
this self-defeating realm within you,
this void of negativity.
You're in desperate need of
solid ground, a noble structure
to mould a mask to better fit
the face of authenticity you've
buried deep within.
You weren't meant for this.
Nobody was meant for this.
Nobody could deserve this, stop
manufacturing catastrophe and let the
wounds heal before you go deeper.
Satisfy the deeper voices screaming.
The time has always been now and
you've just been shying away.
the crowd of voices in
my head, screaming:
fuck this,
give up,
run away,
this isn't worth your time,
all you gain is pain.
Live like this without rhyme
or reason long enough,
you'll loose what little
sight you have to salvage,
build up more damage
you'll have to manage
somewhere down the line.
The time is now.
Time for a change of mind,
because its starting to smell;
time for a change in lifestyle.
All you do is bitch.
All you do is dwell.
All you do is wonder,
stick your head in the sand
to escape the Here and Now,
and you weren't meant for this.
Nobody was meant for this.
You owe yourself more,
time to start paying off your debt
to your malnurished soul
and all the precious time your
dysfunctional ego stole.
Sacrifice your asking for making answers.
Trade your problems for exploring solutions.
It's been far too long and you're falling asleep,
a spiritual slumber forever withdrawing
from the ground of life, a dangerous dichotomy
that deprives existence of its meaningful substance,
leaving you to drown ever-deeper in the hungry swamp
of nihilism, bitterness, cynicism, fatalism, guilt,
shame, hatred and all else that populates
this self-defeating realm within you,
this void of negativity.
You're in desperate need of
solid ground, a noble structure
to mould a mask to better fit
the face of authenticity you've
buried deep within.
You weren't meant for this.
Nobody was meant for this.
Nobody could deserve this, stop
manufacturing catastrophe and let the
wounds heal before you go deeper.
Satisfy the deeper voices screaming.
The time has always been now and
you've just been shying away.
