Age of Enlightenment
This is the death of understanding
And will be the birth of true frustration
I’m thrown out and I’m cast aside
Nothing hurts more than being in love with a lie.
A corner of hell that’s not even this dark.
I’m on a death march going nowhere but down
And I can’t help but feel this is the only route out.
I’m waiting for nothing on bated breath
How can I put this restlessness to rest?
A corner of hell that’s not even this dark.
All I ever wanted was something else.
All I ever wanted was someone else.
I want something else.
I want someone else.