Hungry Lights
For Miles Down
I’m the eyes on a satellite
I identified the pieces that were left behind
But how can I see with a blindfold?
-Take it off and suffer
Now I’m acting kinda’ strange
Nobody’s home inside
I did it to myself ‘cause I went left-field
I’d have to take the time to find out
No one’s home, but the light still shines

Listen
I’m no star, but I was forged in the night
-The remnants of a universe built on lies
And yet… and yet my story still rides
Creeping at the corners
-Growing up the sides
A figment of the figment that I kept in spite of
Tryna’ figure out all the mess inside
While I’m wrapped up in changing
All the rest subsides
I’ll ride out ‘til the end
-Just to test my might
I’m fine!
I’m not affected!
Someone let me slide
Someone watching above kept me all tied up...
So I did my best to find my way
Through all the dark—struggle less
-Blessed

If this plaque on my soul doesn’t let me fly
I’ll proceed to a fall
No surprise, I’ll survive
Maybe the will of the gods keeps me alive
‘Cause some vengeful holds don’t let me die
It’s like a slap to the face…

Rolling down all hope, so I can’t fight the waning
Justifying won’t stop this ma**-pretending
My low reality has been broken!
Even with all pieces, I’m just too far down

Listen here…
To a man confiding all his secrets at the bottom
I can’t quite remember who I was before
And who that was is gone
It’s like I rearranged everything
Then crawled away, deep from the center
Spiraled out ‘til the catch hooked back and relapsed
But nothing is ever set in stone

I pulled out from the sap—my surprise attack
I snapped!
And that’s the me that I can’t get back
I’m at a new low where I can’t distract myself
Stuck til’ I learn to accept all my demons
-Tap into this brand new me
Does no one else in the world know how I am feeling?
In the solid pitch-black
I step through the marsh of the mind
And its chord is dissonant
I’m another conflicted soul that has nowhere to go
Ripped and stolen from my home
My treasure brought back to its trove
Flames were spent and turned to coals
My wings were clipped and skin exposed
Take a step back and review
All the masks that decorate that hole