Lyrics
I'm just a man myself
I acknowledge my humanity
Mortal is the wound that I infect myself
I am wounded by my own actions
Excuses in my head to protect myself
I create excuses to shield myself
It's easier to cope than correct myself
Coping seems easier than self-correction
Preach it preacher, I mean that's what they say
Reflecting on the power of words
The tongue is easier to say, but living is the proof of pay
Living is the true proof of beliefs
Growing weary of this everyday but drowning's not an option
Feeling tired of routine, but not giving up
Even when the voices in my head steady mocking
Inner voices mock, but resilience remains
On the doors of heaven, steady knocking
Seeking spiritual connection persistently
Wishing for the day, that I'm living often
Hoping for a future of consistent living
I'm running out of gas, but I'm running out of options
Running low on energy and choices
Running out of gas, and I'm running out of
Emphasizing exhaustion and limitations
Leaning on myself, who else can I be trusting on?
Self-reliance due to lack of trust
The curtains come down, I know the show must go on
Accepting challenges despite difficulties
Feel like an Oscar nominee, when they look and asking me
Comparing life struggles to an Oscar nominee
How you doing? "Doing great", actually exhausted
Responding positively despite fatigue
And tired of the heavy load
Expressing loneliness on life's journey
Lonely on this open road
Struggling to make progress
Tryna make it takes a toll
The effort to succeed takes a toll
I just need someone to take a hold
Yearning for support and guidance
Shake me up and break me up and tell me just to slow
Desiring a pause and reflection
But I'm back again, I can't commit to showing weakness
Reluctance to show vulnerability
I know that if I fall, then the sharks will smell the blood, and I'm smarter than to spill out, I've been raised up in the mud
Awareness of the dangers of weakness
I've been learning how to hide my trace, I'm better than I should
Mastering the art of hiding flaws
So I'm running again, I pick up and then
Continuing the struggle despite setbacks
A blow on the chin, another story of my sin
Facing consequences of past mistakes
Dotted ink with the blood, I'm spilling out slowly
Symbolic representation of spilled emotions
Can I keep this up? Can I keep up the phony?
Questioning the sustainability of pretense
I'm exhausted
Expressing deep fatigue
To tell the truth is I'm exhausted
Honest admission of exhaustion
But if stop running, will I quickly fall apart?
Fear of falling apart if not constantly moving
That's why I keep running hard
Maintaining resilience through continuous effort
That's why I keep running hard
Reiterating the necessity of persistent effort
Cause if I stop I'll fall apart
Avoiding a potential breakdown by continuous action
Cause If I stop I'll fall apart
Emphasizing the fear of disintegration
Itching for the love
Craving emotional connection and love
Yeah, I'm fiending for that admiration
Seeking admiration as compensation
Couldn't get enough as a child, so I'm compensating
Overcompensating for childhood deficiencies
If I stop now, striving, chasing, I'm too complacent
Fearing complacency and embracing constant effort
Resting is too much, so I'm back to grinding, back to baking
Choosing work over rest for fear of regression
I can't go back to being nobody
Rejecting the idea of returning to insignificance
I can't go back to being nobody
Refusing to go back to a state of obscurity
I can't go back to the days that I was passed up by everybody
Resisting a return to past feelings of rejection
So I'm running again, I pick up and then
Continuing the struggle despite setbacks
A blow on the chin, another story of my sin
Facing consequences of past mistakes
Dotted ink with the blood, I'm spilling out slowly
Symbolic representation of spilled emotions
Can I keep this up? Can I keep up the phony?
Questioning the sustainability of pretense
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