The Flat Mars Society - Juggling Matches

I wish I had something to say
I wish that my troubles could fade
I wish that I wasn't so vague
I wish there was something to comfort me other than puddles and rain
What am I sayin'
What am I doin'
Why am I here
Wish that I knew it
Listen to music
Drown out the noise
Smoke till we stupid
Chill with the boys
Life is a mess
But you could sweep it
Cope with the stress
But you could see it's
Starting to get to you
Try not to let it through
So many people will try to discredit you
What is the purpose
Where do we go
Will it be worth it
Is there a soul
How many days do I really have left
How many hours inside of the days
How many seconds inside of the minutes inside of the spaces my body invades
Until I am gone
Where will I be
What I do wrong
How will I see without any eyes
When I decompose
Will my conscious rise
Out of the ashes
Will I move past this
Or will my troubles come with me inside
Am I just trapped it's
Starting to seem like it
It feels like I'm walking in circles
Feels like I'm losing the feeling
Feels like I'm losing my virtues
You've had it up to the ceiling
I'm still just stuck at the surface
I'm still out looking for meaning
When you've found your answers and purpose
Where am I going
I'm starting the car and I'm leaving
I'm leaving the feeling
I'm leaving the worries
I'm keeping the meaning
I'm off in a hurry
I'm driving through flurries of thought
I'm tired my vision is blurry I've got
To get myself out of this slump
If I climb my way to the top
How do I know I won't jump
If I stay here I will rot
Wasting away in this dump
Nameless and faded and drunk
Complacent my brain has been stuck
On all of these thoughts
I think I'm delusional
Memories lost
They're slippin' I'm losing 'em
There's nights when my psyche is checked out like Nike I feel like I'm going insane
All of this stress in my life
I'm depressed it feels like
I might never get out of this place
Cause when there's a knife to my neck
Whether it's life or it's death
Whether it's weight on my chest or weight on my back
Whether I weather the rest
I'm faded at best at worse times I'm faded to black
And honestly I got some shit to confess
I don't know if I could make it in fact
But fuck it I take it a day at a time
Covered in gas while I'm juggling matches
It feels like I'm walking in circles
Feels like I'm losing the feeling
Feels like I'm losing my virtues
You've had it up to the ceiling
I'm still just stuck at the surface
I'm still out looking for meaning
When you've found your answers and purpose
Where am I going

Written by:
Ben Kauffman

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