Agitation 11-12 Lyrics

The marrow in my bones

Vibrates restlessly

The evermore brittle bone

Splintering

Into infinite webs

Like those of a spider

Reaching higher

Reaching higher

The malnourishment allows

A steady leak into

The rest of this body

And we pace

Uncertain if

Your thoughts are mine

If mine are heard

If mine are real

How real can this vexation be?

This eternal ache

This chronic disquietude

How real can it be

If nobody on the outside

Can witness?

How real can this vexation be?

This eternal ache

This chronic disquietude

How real can it be

If nobody on the outside

Can witness?

Such feeds my distress

For I wish the world

To acknowledge me

And instead

It looks right past

Such feeds my distress

For I wish the world

To acknowledge me

And instead

It looks right past me

At times I may consider

This such a depression

Rather than

An agitation

For it is the depths

Within me that turn cold

That squeeze out the

Little essence of life

It may look worth living

This shatters the stability

Of my gait and hand

In the case of one or the other

But in the end

I realize

It is a great suffering

That I've been taught

How real can this vexation be?

This eternal ache

This chronic disquietude

How real can it be

If nobody on the outside

Can witness?

How real can this vexation be?

This eternal ache

This chronic disquietude

How real can it be

If nobody on the outside

Can witness?

Such feeds my distress

For I wish the world

To acknowledge me

And instead

It looks right past

Such feeds my distress

For I wish the world

To acknowledge me

And instead

It looks right past me