You’d think you may become accustomed to the fight
But survival is a precarious existence while all is dark
Nothing you desire matters compared to health at work
I struggled manfully out of my peace for the last weekday
You never know how hard life is until the clock says, “Hey!”
But something good comes out of bad and tomorrow is it
Nothing to do but laze around thinking, “God, my life is shit”
I wondered beyond my own little world of insecure thoughts
You dream of a change where no-one can tie you up in knots
But escape from normality is more than two heartbeats away
Nothing for nothing is a truth I can’t cope with at the end of the day
I fantasised that I changed myself into a magical Knight
You think you are above yourself is the first step in the fight
But survival is still around to try to scare you in the dark
Nothing you desire is real until you make your inside work
I occupied the inner realm of inside of my brain
You realise truth is sitting there when you let go of the pain
But reality tries to bite encouraged by reptilian overlords
They are the ones who are trying to change your course
I resisted the influence of parasitic mind entities
You believe in your power when you learn the elementaries
But now I have to use my lay-down time to go to work
We have a lot to do to get freedom, for which I cannot shirk
Cheers!
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