Drewsif Stalin's Musical Endeavors Anhedonia, Pt. 2
I'm sinking into myself now
Drowning in speculation and conjecture
Have I lost my mind alone in my thoughts?
As time and space attempt to erase
Everything I've loved
Anhedonia
Give me your fear
Give me your doubt
Give me your pain
Give me your blame
Give me your hate
Give me your shame
Give me your malice
Give me your jealousy
Give me anything
(Line approaching line, end approaching end
Inching closer and closer, windows closing)
I've thrown away everything
(Exhaling impaired judgement, like father like son)
But keep your love for yourself
(A replica more flawed than the archetype
Hoping desperately my pen runs dry
While procuring more and more ink
Scribing the same sentence again and again)
Will the circle remain unbroken?
Will the circle remain unbroken?
Will the circle remain unbroken?
(But keep your love for yourself)
Will the circle remain unbroken?
(But keep your love for yourself)
A good man grows cold
With every knife and every arrow
With every obstacle
Some say character is built
A good man grows old
With every failure
And every regret
With every goodbye
Some say he gains wisdom
Well here stands our good man
Alone, shattered, and bleeding out
From every mistake
Every betrayal
And every lesson learned
A good man with character and wisdom
A good man as good as dead
