Back to the Source

It appears to me you're trying
 To reach out for all those errors as I grow
 Dismembering you now as I try to stop
 The chronological illness I escape
 It appears to me you're crying
 For all those memories of dying
 Replacing survival
 Why don't we discover it between ourselves
 We know you've been there
 Provoking, behaving, indirectly hating
 We know you've been there
 But heavily persuading, it's constantly decaying
 It appears to me that you don't want to be here
 Changing all the roads you've striving always
 Trying to return where you've never been
 On and off from this
 You never thought
 You could be right
 You're dying on me
 Betraying the life you fear
 You'll find out
 It's a quiet agony
 Mistaken, the love you feel
 You've been wasting
 A life, afraid from all those same mistakes
 You've been waiting forever
 We've constantly lost faith and always been persuading
 But we are not regretting
 It's always been so strange and somehow been
 Mistaken
 Why don't you just fight resistance?
 You could be right
 You've dying on me
 Betraying the life you fear
 You'll find out
 It's a quiet agony
 Mistaken, the love you feel
 You've been wasting
 A life afraid from all those same mistakes
 You've been waiting forever
 You could be right
 You've dying on me
 Persuading a life you fear
 You'll find out
 It's a quiet agony
 Mistaken, the life you feel
 You've been wasting
 A life afraid from all those who helped your death
 You've been waiting forever
 Could be right