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12/23/2014

Going Through the Motions

Every single night the same arrangement
I go out and fight the fight

Still, I always feel this strange estrangement
Nothing here is real. Nothing here is right.

I’ve been making shows of trading blows
Just hoping no one knows

That I’ve been going through the motions
Walking through the part
Nothing seems to penetrate my heart.

I was always brave and kind of righteous
Now I find I’m wavering.

Crawling out your grave you find this fight just
Doesn’t mean a thing. (She ain’t got that swing.)

Thanks for noticing.

(She does pretty well with fiends from hell,
but lately we can tell

That she’s just going through the motions
Faking it somehow
She’s not even half the girl she… ow.)

Will I stay this way forever?
Sleepwalk through my life’s endeavor?
(How can I repay you –)
Whatever.

I don’t wanna be

Going through the motions
Losing all my drive.
I can’t even see if this is really me
and I just want to be

Alive.

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