Truths of this World
Why can't I accept, when I'm told that I'm of worth?
Why can't I accept, when I'm told that I'm to trust?
Why can't I accept, when I'm told that I'm of value?
I am not much but incompetence
It reaches out towards me
I am not much but incompetence
It reaches out and it grabs hold
I have got blind spots in all of my angles
I cannot see across the brink
I cannot see across the brink
I have lost so much, and how do I go back?
I have lost so much, but no one knows
I am not much but incompetence
It reaches out towards me
I am not much but incompetence
It reaches out and it grabs hold
Just the other day I woke up
Just the other day I realised
Just the other day I found out about
The truths of this world, the truths of this world