The way we see things
Oh we see things
We see things and truth and wisdom and happiness
And
The truth, again
The sad sad truth
The truth that has us throwing our guts out
Snatching at the skin
The truth that has binded us
Also made us hate yourselves
For not being better
Even after giving the best of ourselves
I hate this
My love please be ok
But i understand
I can offer you solace in the very fact that i get you
And that im here for you
All here
Oh we see things
We see things and truth and wisdom and happiness
And
The truth, again
The sad sad truth
The truth that has us throwing our guts out
Snatching at the skin
The truth that has binded us
Also made us hate yourselves
For not being better
Even after giving the best of ourselves
I hate this
My love please be ok
But i understand
I can offer you solace in the very fact that i get you
And that im here for you
All here
I wish
Everything
Wasn't so complicated
Why is everything and everyone's messed up
And why are people not reacting
We know they see it too
And we feel their pain
And they don't say anything
So everyone collectively just builds up pain
After pain
After pain
And it never goes away, really
Whatever happened is in the past yes
But to move one
You should acknowledge it
Acknowledge the pain
Feel it instead of letting it build up
But we all just put a face and move it
Snuffing it
Snuffing it deep inside like we've done it a thousand times
My god
So painful
Please
Please dont do that yourself
I dont know man
I dont know anything
I like to preach
But I'm no saint
Im exactly what my parents would hate
And they don't even know that
And I'm tired of finding new ways to rebel
Escape
Hide
The pain is catching up to me
Im tired
I feel so old
I shouldn't feel so old at this point of time
But I get
This get sense of nostalgia for things that aren't there anymore
Pointless fucking nostalgia
Okay
Baselessness
Ah baselessness my old friend
He's the worst of them you know
Nothing fucks you up more than sense of lack of purpose
Oh my god
Don't even get me started
But you know what im talking about
It's a very privilege thing you know
We have the luxury
It's okay
It cant be helped
Or can it
I dont know, i told you
I just find ways to keep myself busy
With the ideas of projects
Projects that always stay half finished
Until i find something better
Or running away
Whoknows
Extremes
Extremes
Extremes
I live in extremes
I think I'll kill myself in monotony
Train of thoughts, huh
Weird thing no?
Thoughts of death always linger by
But I don't want to kill myself
But I wasn't really joking
But okay
I hope you know what I mean
I hope you know what I'm talking about
It's just that kind of day
And the high has probably got to me
Again
And
Everything
Wasn't so complicated
Why is everything and everyone's messed up
And why are people not reacting
We know they see it too
And we feel their pain
And they don't say anything
So everyone collectively just builds up pain
After pain
After pain
And it never goes away, really
Whatever happened is in the past yes
But to move one
You should acknowledge it
Acknowledge the pain
Feel it instead of letting it build up
But we all just put a face and move it
Snuffing it
Snuffing it deep inside like we've done it a thousand times
My god
So painful
Please
Please dont do that yourself
I dont know man
I dont know anything
I like to preach
But I'm no saint
Im exactly what my parents would hate
And they don't even know that
And I'm tired of finding new ways to rebel
Escape
Hide
The pain is catching up to me
Im tired
I feel so old
I shouldn't feel so old at this point of time
But I get
This get sense of nostalgia for things that aren't there anymore
Pointless fucking nostalgia
Okay
Baselessness
Ah baselessness my old friend
He's the worst of them you know
Nothing fucks you up more than sense of lack of purpose
Oh my god
Don't even get me started
But you know what im talking about
It's a very privilege thing you know
We have the luxury
It's okay
It cant be helped
Or can it
I dont know, i told you
I just find ways to keep myself busy
With the ideas of projects
Projects that always stay half finished
Until i find something better
Or running away
Whoknows
Extremes
Extremes
Extremes
I live in extremes
I think I'll kill myself in monotony
Train of thoughts, huh
Weird thing no?
Thoughts of death always linger by
But I don't want to kill myself
But I wasn't really joking
But okay
I hope you know what I mean
I hope you know what I'm talking about
It's just that kind of day
And the high has probably got to me
Again
And
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