vanitas Lyrics

It sounds complicated to sign off this residence

Outside the city, searching the oak trees

But what does it mean?

To see past the surface?

Past the purpose?

Nevertheless, my search as a tourist is losing purpose

Lungs breaking down from this dirt

That I swore was worthless

Lord, I know you see past the surface

I'm not a tourist, anymore

I'm all yours as before

As before

Well, this is my soul's destination

Taking commission

I know there's an infestation

A need for fumigation

Straight up for my imagination

Songs so heartless chasing after these tinted coins

Vanity so deep, but the mind engulfs it's habitat

Within false hope

It seems like everybody feels immortal

But when death creeps

They can't stop but feel mortal

Like a portal to reality

I know it's vague but it's reality

Got to pray for their reality

You can say i'm claustrophobic

From the time closing in on me