State of Insanity
Lost in the Pursuit of Perfection: A Journey through the State of Insanity
Lyrics
In the search for perfection we lost ourselves
In the pursuit of perfection, we lost our true selves.
We had exactly what we needed and it was all good and well
We once possessed everything necessary, and it was satisfactory.
When you make stuff up
When fabricating stories or falsehoods.
You can choose to laugh
You have the option to find humor in it.
When it turns into lies
As lies accumulate, nothing in this world will endure.
Nothing in this world is gonna last
An acknowledgment that permanence is elusive.
I never believed to much of anything good could hurt
I doubted that too much of anything positive could cause harm.
But it turns out I was mistaking
Realization that the belief was incorrect.
Even when it comes to love too much of it can
Excessiveness in love can lead to heartache.
Leave your heart aching
A recognition of the consequences of excessive love.
In the broken back mirror we see our mistake
Reflection on mistakes, likened to a broken rearview mirror.
The oil's running low and the engine has started to shake
Metaphor for depletion of resources and instability.
In other words it's mostly gibberish
Describing the situation as mostly nonsensical.
So don't give it to much weight
Advising not to give too much significance to the situation.
A good part of all the freaks out there
A portion of unconventional individuals would rather retain hatred than surrender.
Would rather die than give up hate
Addressing the resistance to giving up animosity.
Because when you live
Reflection on living according to others' expectations.
In what someone else says you need
Consequence of conforming - resorting to buying essential things from those in power.
You'll soon be buying air from a man in a suit
Metaphor for the high cost of conformity.
Just to be able to breath
Highlighting the extreme lengths one may go to conform.
So I've never had to much space in my heart
Expressing a limited capacity for accommodating greed in the heart.
For the paper you painted with your greed
Rejecting materialism painted with avarice.
Somewhere along this long and winding road
Reflecting on the journey where integrity was sacrificed for unnecessary possessions.
You swapped integrity for shit you don't need
The trade-off of integrity for superfluous belongings.
Can't you see that we bleed
An acknowledgment of shared suffering and vulnerability.
Is everyone crazy or is it just me?
Raising the question of collective sanity in a seemingly irrational world.
And am I supposed to live in this state of insanity?
Pondering the viability of living in a state of collective madness.
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