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