Extrinsic


A burden unto myself, I could not let this go cause everywhere I went, right there I would go. I was a victim to my own facade. The unsuspecting man, with miles of grief.

At first it was a recreation. It then became a curse, my fall. I feel I’m losing all direction, I feel I’m losing what’s left of thought. The situation that I’ve made here, has made everything my cost. I feel I’m losing all direction, I feel I’m losing what’s left of thought. : Recreational recreation has now become a curse, my fall. I fell I’m losing all direction, I feel I’m losing what’s left of thought.:

(:At first  I started out as a man intrinsic. I then became extrinsic doped at the core. x2:)

::(:Simultaneous rhythms:)^::

It is clear that you have lost all control. You have become unrecognizable. Could it be, that the image in the mirror is still yourself? Because I see a worthless man.

A monster is what they say that I have now become. A stranger to my friends, a burden to those loved. I have become a thief. My only care is my needs. My words define deceit. I have become someone else.

Operational decent, distortion begins. My biggest fault? Weakness of sense, no more no less. There is a force within, its corruption is strong. My biggest fault was weakness of my sense, but no more of this.

A traitor unto myself is what I have become. My grip, unraveling. Awareness comes and goes. A tragic victim to my own assault. That  unsuspecting man, he now recedes.

:My composition is now waning. I must refine this path, my course. A clear perception has now faded. It’s like I’m dying by my own sword.:    (:X 2:)

(:At first  I started out as a man intrinsic. I then became extrinsic doped at the core. x2:)

(:Simultaneous rhythms:)^

I couldn’t quite figure out what to say to me. I couldn’t seem to find the words. Watching ambitions turn to memories. Until one day I said, “Somehow retrace, revive, grow.”

Operation now ascends. This distortion, it fades. My biggest fault was weakness of sense, no more no less. There is a new force within, the source of its induction is strong. My biggest fault was weakness of my sense, but no more of this. No More No Less. (you will never get away). No more of this.

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