Head in my hands and my heart in my throat
Need to escape but I know I wont
Feeling spent, my motivation is gone
So many positives but I still feel numb
Romancing the bottle, romancing the gun Modern life for an ancient shogun Nothings at the bottom of this bottomless pit Except spirits from the past and their past conflicts
Not feeling welcomed, that's nothing new Isolation has always been something to do Searching just for searching, staring into the sun Rejoicing in the burnout of my world Feeling life had never begun
Romancing the bottle, romancing the gun Modern life for an ancient shogun Nothings at the bottom of this bottomless pit Except spirits from the past and their past conflicts
Not feeling welcomed, that's nothing new Isolation has always been something to do Searching just for searching, staring into the sun Rejoicing in the burnout of my world Feeling life had never begun