Boiling Point

By Parabol

On Higher Ground

Released on September 17, 2019

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Boiling point

I'm at a loss for words

Still I justify my actions

I am having none of it

Break and bend

I make amends

Still I justify my actions

I am having none of it

Without a thought

I let the poison sink in

You have no clue

How many fangs up your sleeve

Try to pressurize

The system overfloods

Try to get out of this one alive

I collect all the pieces

Yet they don’t seem to fit

The image is all blurred

And seems counterfeit

Wake up, wake up

Everything ends

Wake up, wake up

Time to start again

I don’t wish to see this thing end

I censor all of which was me

You don’t seem to take notice

Still I hold your hand the same (the same)

Plain and simple

Looking back at this

I can’t figure out

How my excuses made me miss

Net worth none

We both know how this ends

Still we keep quiet and

Let eachother play our games

Time spent well

Or was it spent at all?

Since I was at work

Trying to figure out the next call

Out of this

You won’t talk

Since I can’t begin to forgive

That I refused to walk

I try to stay afloat

And make it home

I can see the sun shine bright

Yet the road home stays unseen

Wake up, wake up

Everything ends

Wake up, wake up

Time to start again

I don’t wish to see this thing end

I censor all of which was me (was me)

You don’t seem to take notice

Still I hold your hand the same (the same)