What was I thinking of? Virtue or perception
Tarnished by a selfish greed
Where was I running to? Contentment or salvation
Tearing from the hand that feeds
To this I am resigned
While searching for perfection
Although it never occurred
I'm lost without intent
Every single day I've spent here
In judgment, resolutions, some I never decided upon
Though the water tastes strangely sweet
It does not help to heal the wounds
But feeds the gra** beneath my feet
To this I am resigned
While searching for perfection
Although it never occurred
I'm lost without content
Walk through open doors
Leave or cast aside
The flame is burning out
What was I thinking of? Compa**ion or rejection
Broken by my selfish greed
I won't miss this ‘til it's gone
Assurance and affection
There's more to you than I need
To this I am resigned
While searching for perfection
Although it never occurred
I'm lost without content
Walk through open doors
Leave or cast aside
The flame is burning out