I tried to make some sense
Of this need for recompense
Disconnection is the constant pursuit
I wish I'd taken a different route
It took so long to see through the haze
A London fog that last for days
Sick to the stomach and no urge to bathe
Wallow in filth and lost in a craze
Today's struggle: just try to make it through
Until you find another excuse
The drive to search for a personal truth
Rendered numb through overuse
You'll do it too, and yet you've seen
Where this path of ruination leads
Fighting your demons and maybe you lose
Another act of self-abuse
Today's struggle: just try to make it through
Until you find another excuse
The drive to search for a personal truth
Rendered numb through overuse
Haven to haven, looking for promise
But a quick release brings convenient calmness
There's no rescue once the beast is freed
Personified sickness on your hands and knees
Today's struggle: just try to make it through
Until you find another excuse
The drive to search for a personal truth
Rendered numb through overuse
The endeavor to know myself
Has failed with nothing to show
Solace always meant for someone else
I've gone to hell and I'm the last one to know