A Thousand Angles

(альбом: B-Sides & Rarities Vol.5 [2011-2016] - 2016)

Sometimes I wonder wonder if they know that I am
One of them
One of them that I am
One of them
One of them

Sometimes I wonder wonder if they know that I am
One of them
One of them that I am
One of them
One of them

They always seem to make my troubles worse
Whenever I get high enough they'll help my bubble burst
Why do they despise me so? Man that shit fucking hurts
See I've been tried a thousand angles and I'm afraid that nothing works

I've been tried a thousand angles, angles, angles
And I feel so strangled
Running out of ammo
Tryna camouflage and merge into the background
Where its tranquil I can handle my inadequacy
Dammit I'm so fragile that I'm angry at myself
Laying in a puddle tryna gather up some strength
You should never rush the [?]
I'm back at it again barely balancing myself
All the smoke [?] masking what is left

But I can't figure out
What hides behind the bigger cloud
A bigger cloud? Yeah, or a different type of picture
How I wish to jump and find out for myself cause what is risk?
When every aspect of your life's the counter part of bliss
Yeah
And what is fear
When you're not sure what is far but you know that nothing's near
I keep peeking at the wharf and staring at the fucking pier
It appears that I can suffer it at something that is here

Sometimes I wonder wonder if they know that I am
One of them
One of them that I am
One of them
One of them

Sometimes I wonder wonder if they know that I am
One of them
One of them that I am
One of them
One of them