The Image

Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Time and time I try again
But feel that it’s all in my head
I’m out and running around every day
But all I feel is slight dismay
I look around and I feel sick
I’m one of them, I must admit
That I’m the same, don’t believe it
Cause if I do then I will quit
Look in my mind and see
This quivering debris
I can’t feel good about this time
Nothing makes me feel the heat
Wondering how to sleep
It’s like it’s there but it’s not mine
Look at him
I don’t want anything but just to fight and to combat him
Looking in the mirror, in the something something
Ptttering around, like a hunter hunter
Filling in the gaps, like a cement dumping
Going up and down, like a person jumping
Feel like him
Stuck full of holes like a sponge leaking out, like a phantom limb
Never in the counter, never in the day
Know how to get you feeling this way
Gonna say it now so it don’t turn gray
And when I say it, you will say
Look in my mind and see
This quivering debris
I can’t feel good about this time
Look at it, fade it in
I don’t want to face it
Feel like a crawl
But I never want to say it
Look at the screen
It’s a hundred degrees
And I’ll say it all again
Look at it, fade it in
I don’t want to face it
Feel like a crawl
But I never want to say it
Look at the screen
It’s a hundred degrees
And I’ll say it all again
Look in my mind and see
This quivering debris
I can’t feel good about this time
Nothing makes me feel the heat
Wondering how to sleep
It’s like it’s there but it’s not mine