(Gray/MacKichen/Skarbek/Parks)

There's nothing left for me to do
Just like time and time and time again
What else is left for me to prove?
But when it comes around
I can't help falling down

Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
Or just the weight of stones & feathers
I'm not myself
Maybe I'm never
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Just like tear that fades away
Just like a word I can't express or can't explain
A thousand voices in my brain
I wish they'd comfort me
Instead it's torturing

Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
Or just the way I'm made to measure
I'm not myself
Maybe I'm never

When all is said and done
I confess I've had enough

Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
Or just a chill that lasts forever
I'm not myself maybe I'm never

Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
Or just a break in heavy weather
I'm not myself
Maybe I'm never