A Tension of Souls

i have lost the unobtainable i am faithless and afraid

my emotions are unstable control is hanging by a thread

and the misery of the world

is weighing heavy on my shoulders

my belief has not unfurled and i'm not getting any older

no i'm not getting any older and the world is turning colder

there's a gathering storm eating up the night

there's a tension of souls can you feel it bite?

it is because we're not living on our own terms

swept on a wave branded with society's burns

we're not happy with this unnatural law

we've moved into check into a corner of flames

half of us staled in a late mating game

we're just trying just crying for

the right to give / fail / fall / live / have feelings

the right to see / be / need / feed / give meanings

the right to love / care / share / sow / show the right signals

the right to fight / spite / do / lose / find the right answers

i am nailed to the cross of my own pernicious anguish

collapsing at a loss into some kind of selfish languish

bribed by irresistible strangled by the air

blind and still equivocal dispossessed by heir

i have no faith i have no unbelief

there is no neutral ground there is no relief

i didn't get what i expected to receive

don't let them tell you what they want you to believe

and i'm searching for some space in my life

while people all around me multiplying just like flies

the whispering millions, their hunger it is loud

a silent frustration breeds in every crowd

i have no faith i have no unbelief

there is no neutral ground there is no relief

i didn't get what i expected to receive

don't let them tell you what they want you to believe

and i'm drowning in a sea of my own futility