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Got my share, the rest remains
Having experienced my fair share, the remaining portion persists
Going so slow pulling the time
Moving at a slow pace, manipulating or controlling time
Does he travel this road so withered?
Is he navigating this worn-out path?
Nothing will move you right
Nothing will compel you in the correct direction
But in the morning, I feel concerned
However, in the morning, I experience worry or anxiety
Does it look towards the corner?
Is the focus directed towards the corner?
But is it really that absurd
But is it genuinely that unreasonable
To be weary of letters?
To be cautious or distrustful of written communications?
Bust my legs late after then
My legs ache after a delay
This routines so tired
This routine is so wearisome
You still look at me the same
You still regard me in the same manner
Do you even try?
Are you even attempting?
I'm feelin' stupid and neglected
I feel foolish and overlooked
But still I got more than I deserved
Yet, I have received more than what I merit
If nothing really matters
If nothing truly has significance
Why do I even care?
Why am I concerned or interested?
Once you feel these roads collide
Once you experience the convergence of these paths
Does it make you feel helpless and disgusted?
Does it evoke a sense of helplessness and repulsion?
Maybe to you this does apply
Perhaps this applies to you
Then we're getting somewhere
Then progress is being made
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