The Others

I'm losing days

Living life in cinematic haze

Moving through it frame by frame

And I'm trying not to notice

That I'm never in the moment

I'll let it pass

A numbing sense

Disguised by sleight of hand

Better thoughts are built on air

And they'll crumble if I hold them

And it won't last in the moment

Wait, am I about to lose myself again

In between these walls so torn and thin

Everything is seen for what it is

Why don't I feel like all the others

Why don't I feel like all the others

Just like the broken I have suffered

So why don't I feel like all the others

I don't recall

What it's like to walk down vacant halls

What if I could turn it off

If I wake up from this coma

Will I wake up in the moment

I wrestle fate

Knowing life will win this great debate

Chance will have the final say

And I wonder for a moment

Will I break down

When it's over

Wait, am I about to lose myself again

In between these walls so torn and thin

Everything is seen for what it is

Why don't I feel like all the others

Why don't I feel like all the others

Just like the broken I have suffered

So why don't I feel like all the others

All the others

All the others

All the others

All the others