Subsistence defined
The deadstationIf one could be correct…
Concern is but a notion
Following compulsion
Confound by principles of aim
No increment of gain
Each flag yields no return
A tarnished hue of comfort
Will you find the time to tend your own?
Do you cut your loss and seek greener plains?
When you’re there, you’ll know
It’s the place where all goes to hell
When you’re there, you’ll know
You’ll know
Got to
Must
Can’t adjust
Can’t think clearly
Can’t gain my trust
Because me is us
No majority
Got to
Must
Must adjust
Adjust severely
Remove the rust
Clear the dust
Am I still underneath?
It’s out of my hands
Separation isolation
The prospect of change is elusive
My resolve remains tenacious
Will you find the time to tend your own?
Do you cut your loss and seek greener plains?
When you’re there, you’ll know
It’s the place where all goes to hell
When you’re there, you’ll know
You’ll know
Empty
Nothing
Inside
Worthy
Unsure
Nervous
Tension
Purpose
No sleep
Pale skin
Nauseous
Choking
Pressure
Heightening
Ruthless
Crushing
Hope is Dead
Got to
Must
Can’t adjust
Can’t think clearly
Can’t gain my trust
Because me is us
No majority
Got to
Must
Must adjust
Adjust severely
Remove the rust
Clear the dust
Am I still underneath?