Tyrant Machine

If every piece is fallingout from me
Am I deflected around?
Make all the things, everyday, exactly how
It's supposed to be
But feel no pleasure when dawn lies at me

No pursuit of hapiness, no seek for joy
No light at the end of the road
Just struggling to survive, and feeling life
Flow through your hands
Too late now to realize?

I overthink, I overthink this part of me
I'm over this, and everything is dying
I'm over this, I'm over this part of me
And everything I see death

Become a slave of the endless crash of the waves
And feel this Ocean so cold

Make your mind a square, resemble to the
Primal state of us
A fractal, but all alone

Repeat every action, The Fiction, The expectation
The anxiety to see the end of the day
Realize is the only thing you'll know at your life
Day by day, step by step till you die

Gazing down
The abyss
To become
It

Gazing down
The abyss
Cast out from
Reality

Get up!
Get up!
Get up!
Monstruous!
Get up!
Get up!
Get up!
Monstruous!

I overthink, I overthink this part of me
I'm over this, and everything is dying
I'm over this, I'm over this part of me
And everything I see