Existence · letra

You come into the threshold of another starless night of fear You're running form the demons that would drag you down again Illusions of the world are spinning out of time and frame and synchronicity You're so sad You're such a sad-eyed girl You're so sad in your sub-plot
What is this, what is this, this mess of my existence is All these politics of life and death and relevance It's my existence
Another morning it comes running up your bedpost with the wind Your face yourself just like you always do, time and time again The mortal coil of image, inner peace and satisfaction And so you keep it on the down-low Hiding all the secrets that are down below And so you keep it on the down-low Tell me baby was it worth it all What is this, what is this, this mess of my existence is All these politics of life and death and relevance It's my existence
Wassup girl It's my turn You cry and your eyes burn What's your life's turn Beautiful girl Who all the guys yearn What's more to your story You still learn Despite why your eyes burn Soul-Searchin' I seek and find the ole merchant The high beacon Your eyes talk When you ain't speakin And at school You cry out Why does water deep dry out? Your getting gypped Flat out
What is this, what is this, this mess of my existence is All these politics of life and death and relevance Oh just take it all, make it work and make some sense just take it all You're my existence Just take all, make it work and make some sense just take it all You're my existence You're my existence