Sebastian "Sushi" Biesler - THE ART OF BEING LOST lyrics

Investigating the center of my restless body I'm reaching for the wavering light These voices in my head, they told me to leave this fight I'm pulled into my subconsciousness, it's a dark set I'm turned away I'm pulled into the imageless world of my neglect Can I predict the end of the day? Remember back to the sound of your art, when the lines that you drew, were the words of your heart A vanishing gravity never shows you the truth of an honest reality Remember back to the sound of your art, when the words that you wrote, had the shape of your heart Misguided Redivided Into a state of confusion These spheres of influence have deserted me, left me no choice I feel the need to listen to your distant voice I need to fight my way through all this disturbing noise It's not about what they want me to do! Why I do the things I'll never thought I could do? It's not about that they like what I do! If I do what they want I'll never show you the truth! So it goes on, I'm keeping the hole inside, I'm afraid to die ‘cause everything I've lived for has slipped away, I'll never know why this drives me insane I know that I'm missing this driving energy that takes me through this mess Remember back to the sound of your art, when the lines that you drew, were the words of your heart But I won't let the machines decide who I'm going to be some day Remember back to the sound of your art, when the words that you wrote, had the shape of your heart This is an outlet for the inner shell, don't let the voice in your head become your personal hell This is an outlet for the peaceless spell, the abrasion of me is the only way to set me free