Stygian Lyrics

All my excuses are slowly burning out
In an ashtray, all smothered, dead

Nothing to hide from when I'm alone
In a dark room
No one to prove myself to
No judgement, oh god!

My friend, everyone you love you hurt
And now you hide in denial
Behind illusory walls
And your eyes roll backwards

As you embark on a troubled coma
Of self justifications
With blithe and ignorance
Yet guilt slithers into your mind

Your fidgeting won't be saving you
This is what you have been
And this is where you are

But how could you know
It would turn out like this
This is what you have been
And this is where you are

Your fidgeting won't be saving us
This is what we have been
And this is where we are

Where ebb and flow loses it's haze
Between nowhere and anywhere
As the maple tree casts its shadow on us
Where everything starts and ends