Witness
Witness: Unveiling the Depths of Solitude and Self-Reflection
Lyrics
On my quiet calming road
Expressing a sense of tranquility on a solitary path.
Nothing changes I'm not exposed
Describing a static, unchanging environment that shields from exposure.
I'm alone
Acknowledging solitude.
Stagnant into place I'm stacking pensive days
Feeling stuck in contemplative moments, accumulating thoughtful days.
They're questioning everything
Others are questioning various aspects of life.
And who and what
Raising questions about identity and purpose.
And why can't I hatch from my bed?
Expressing a desire for change and growth.
Plugged in endless feeds that drag me in
Engaged in consuming digital content that captivates.
Delving and diving in the depth of a daydream
Exploring the depths of imagination through daydreaming.
My third eye feeds on all charges that I face
Awareness and understanding heightened through introspective observation.
The trial begins
Transitioning to a challenging phase in life.
But then I'm just a witness
Acknowledging the role of an observer rather than an active participant.
In my masochistic business
Acknowledging a self-destructive pattern in personal endeavors.
Noticing all of the wrongs
Noticing and reflecting on personal mistakes.
When all else is gone
Reflecting on shortcomings when everything else is lost.
When all else is gone
Reiteration of feeling alone and without distractions.
And none to focus on
Highlighting the absence of external focus.
But myself
Emphasizing self-awareness during moments of solitude.
Can't come up when I'm down
Struggling to rise during difficult times.
Time has molded me to the ground
Feeling shaped and influenced by past experiences.
Painfully losing faith
Experiencing the pain of losing faith.
Hunting all around
Searching intensively for solutions.
Problems I've never had
Facing new problems not encountered before.
To keep me off the tracks
Challenges diverting attention from a destructive path.
Something to counteract
Seeking something to counteract guilt and its tightening grip.
The guilt that's tightening
Feeling the embrace of darkness and guilt.
It's dark embrace
Continuing to observe and not actively participate.
But then I'm just a witness
Repeating the acknowledgment of being a witness in personal struggles.
In my masochistic business
Reiterating self-destructive tendencies in personal affairs.
Noticing all of the wrongs
Observing and reflecting on personal mistakes and wrongs.
When all else is gone
Reinforcing the theme of reflection when everything else is lost.
When all else is gone
Reiterating the feeling of being alone and unfocused.
And none to focus on
Highlighting the absence of external focus.
In my conman's bunker, I'm covered in shame
Describing a state of shame in a deceptive refuge.
Only constant colours and common shapes
Surrounded by familiar and unchanging elements.
I'm depleted of merit repeat it every day
Expressing a sense of worthlessness repeated daily.
Trying to find if I'm the one to blame
Questioning personal responsibility for challenges.
Or is the dullness of all this consuming me
Contemplating whether monotony is consuming personal growth.
Being alone is what's causing my lunacy
Attributing loneliness as a cause for mental instability.
Like I'm choosing to lose and ignoring all clues and
Deliberately choosing to ignore clues and facing consequences.
What if all along it wasn't me?
Raising doubts about personal culpability.
Cause it's not me
Disassociating from the negative aspects, emphasizing it's not the true self.
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