Wretched Like Me - Inquiry

Underneath the gun again, we are jumping ship

Pray for acceptance or wait for days to hold

Our heightened self importance

So call it what it is, call us what we are;

hopeless

Fearing the inevitable

And pulling our bedside manners to the grave

Foolishly claim: «we are all alive»

Pray for the living but they won’t listen

Dream for the dead and everything they have left

Sleep beside yourself so the pressure of loving something

Lulls you to the melody of our history’s replay

Keep your distance and learn to take it for granted

Constant exploration;

someday we’ll die young

Foundation only covers up but so much

Death and decay always finds it way

Why do we exist, leaving no trace, but a clue

Leave everything behind to exist alone

(I always find you)

Dangerously we think too little or nothing of ourselves

How did we make time an enemy?

The white noise eats away at our bones

As the needle spins and the IV drips

Gloom consumes the room, is this how we all give in?