World Coming Down
That I don't feel pain
I don't understand why joy
Must be feigned
I'm so fortunate yet
Filled with self hate
That the mirror shows
Me an ingrate
I could easily start
Pointing fingers
Since the blame is mine
It always lingers
That the truth it lies in
My reflection
Though this can't go on
There's no question
Yeah I know that my
World is coming down
Yeah I know I'm the one
Who brought it down
Bring it on down
How quickly pass the days,
Long is the night
Lying in bed awake,
Bathed in starlight
Better to live as
King of beasts
Than as a lamb
Scared and weak
I will deny my role
As a human
Holding myself hostage
With no demands
It's better to burn
Quickly and bright
Than slowly and dull
Without a fight
Autor(es): PETER THOMAS STEELE