Lyrics
The purpose of god is that you're not enough for yourself
If that's the case i'm ripe for hell
What i mean is too much of me is most of the problem
The selflessness is lost as you can tell
I feel disillusioned, i feel delusional
cm i a solution, or just a mouthful?
The weeks turn into preservation of an unjust ego
There goes my idea of soul
I remember cancer as the worst of all disease but
The more you read the more you know
I feel disillusioned, i feel delusional
cm i a solution, or just a mouthful?
Sure, i'll be your whipping boy, education's priceless
cnd marriage never was my thing
Countdown starts when i pass out, put me on the nice list
cnd when i wake i'll be the same
I feel disillusioned, i feel delusional
cm i a solution, or just a mouthful?
WRITERS
NATHAN TODD STOCKER
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Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Hipgnosis Songs Group
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