We are all comatose
We are overfed andunder undernourished, yearning for something more.
Never starving yetnever quite satisfied.
Carnal but without useful flesh or mind.Yeah...
I am a walking contradictionThat's found consistency
Consuming everythingall without producing sustenance.
In the parallels we struggle...
struggle to upkeep,
there is a better way for us to be set free.
From all it is we crave,
there must be more to life
than to simply stay alive...
to simply stay alive.
We are not the same
as I hope to show.
There is a better way
if we just let go.
We are not...
we are not the same.
We are not...
we are not the same.
Let go...
In the tension between devouring want or simple need
It's clear the only lines between the ones we preserve.
We are not the same
as I hope to show.
There is a better way
if we just let go.
We are not...
we are not the same.
We are not...
we are not the same.
Let go...
We are not the same.
