| [02:54.614] |
Sick and tired of the daily drudge |
| [03:14.165] |
Swallowed within the mires of cynicism, |
| [03:33.464] |
Chaos has become me |
| [03:42.486] |
A constant urgency, |
| [03:52.262] |
Tearing through, |
| [04:02.038] |
Unsettles the nerves |
| [04:12.067] |
Time flashes by unnoticed. |
| [05:09.713] |
Until all stops |
| [05:27.257] |
And time crashes to a halt |
| [06:00.833] |
Weariness catches me as I emerge from the first real slumber |
| [06:59.471] |
Procrastination begins, |
| [07:25.287] |
And the dark clouds come rolling in |
| [07:57.374] |
Claustrophobic, suffocating in this never ending struggle |
| [09:17.324] |
With this endless weight, tied |
| [09:33.866] |
Like an albatross around my neck, |
| [09:49.907] |
It never relents |
| [10:05.437] |
I exist only for the sake of existence |
| [10:21.722] |
Paralysed with apathy, the mind filled with dread. |
| [10:37.762] |
Struggling to raise enough will to move from slumber |
| [10:53.300] |
Eyes still red, heavy with poison |
| [11:09.840] |
This is not living, but waiting for death. |
| [11:25.885] |
This is not breathing, but suffocating under a glut of despots |
| [12:33.792] |
Sentiment is lost in a time that knows only greed. |
