The Dark Passenger
In the echos of our past
The shadows hang their coats
I build up walls around my mind
I’m downing in the moat
How could you not hate me dear
You watched me lose myself
Crooked days come easier but I
Always under-sell
I can see the ghost of symmetry
And everything begins to blend into the balancing
I can feel the weight of everything
This crooked chemistry
Is lost on me, it’s lost on me…
Never really question
All we volunteer
I’m an easy target
You’re the pioneer
Moving forward arbitrary
Bury me in grief, I guess
I never get to wash myself of it
So if you’d have me change
Then change me
Dancing with the ghost of symmetry
And everything begins to blend into the balancing
I can’t shake the weight of everything
Now crooked chemistry
Is all I am, it’s all I am…
You created me inside
You created me to just get by
You created me to change your mind
You created me…