To Fade Quietly (feat. Half Me)

I think something is wrong
I'm slowly coming to terms
This feeling’s what I deserve but I have never earned
I'm locking eyes with strangers and
Seeing their younger selves so afraid and lost

I figured out the human condition
We are tied to the skin that we decline
Inner spark treated like a scar
Splitting under stress
No light under duress

No light under duress
I constantly wonder

Lost inside
Losing time
Younger minds
Wishing the body to die

I see through the keyhole
The door to your soul
Breathing in the mould
Oblivious to passages carved with old knives
Slide the blade under my nails
Expose the bed on which I’ll die

A bastion made of calluses
Hold the pain at bay
But I lock eyes with you once again
And feel the ache in my veins

Lost inside, losing time
Younger minds wishing the body to die
Wearing thin
The frail ways we justify
What we are reaching for
I'm locking eyes with strangers and
Seeing their younger selves
So afraid
And lost