The Flood

(альбом: What We Call Life - 2021)

My wicked mind won't quiet
Oh the thunder strikes the silent
Grab it at the roots
Yet the soil is non-compliant

Leaves start falling from my tree
My poisoned soul clings to me
Just to start believing

I try to show I'm human
My ego's forcing me to prove it
Just so I don't lose it

I started all of my own pieces
Try to paint portraits of my weakness
Don't care no more
Don't care no more

I should have come to my senses
Try to find hope in the senseless
Don't care no more
Don't care no more

All this time alone
I feel a rush of blood flooding to my bones
And there's no time to wait
For the miracles
Miracles
Miracles

I made it true to the unknown
Tried to flood my senseless ego
Don't care no more
Don't care no more
I should have come to my senses
All I found was everything but the senseless
Don't care no more
Don't care no more

All this time alone
I feel a rush of blood flooding to my bones
And there's no time to wait
For the miracles
Miracles
Miracles