The Narrator - Agnosia

The NarratorDark times ahead
Shatter the euphoria I tried to feel again
It ain't rational
It ain't fair

All I need is some compassion
That you refuse to give

Wearing misery like fashion
Still you fail to see
All my burdens and aggression
That are slumbering deep in me

I am reaching out to you
I am exposing myself
They say: Show who you really are
And you'll get what you crave

I am better — no, I feel sore
Can't you see that I am suffering more?

I don't long for progression
I've started to embrace the sorrow
These dark rings beneath my eyes
Are the finest jewelry in these obscure times

Reflections always been physics to me
Can't comprehend doubt
Thanks to my apathy
See through my eyes, you will start to feel
That nothing I complain about is real

Panic erodes what is left of me
I am a hollow shell
Driven by plain greed

It's not that I am unaware
Of what I am doing here

I'll cut out every piece of me
To offer it to you
Don't you think it is beautiful?
The art of destroying my soul

This endless pain seems to be my eternal fate
I am the chosen one
Doomed to forever bathe in my self-made hate

It's that repeating feel
The beauty in this lone walk
Deafness as a safe space for my intrusive thoughts
Watch me fall

Are they talking 'bout me
Did I make them think
Or is it just that poisoned blood in my veins

Reflections always been physics to me
See through my eyes, you will start to feel
That nothing I complain about…

Reflections always been physics to me
Can't comprehend doubt
Thanks to my apathy
See through my eyes, you will start to feel
That nothing I complain about is real