Caution Tapes Vol. 1

interlude

Sometimes I re read my words and I just cringe.
Every album I write I get closer to the fringe.

The fringe of what, my destiny? My fate?
But what is fate, what is, beyond earth's gate.
Why? Why cant I be satisfied with what's on my plate?
Instead, I have fallen into this, this, inhumane mind state.
But maybe being normal, is what's easier for every one.
But what are we? When all is said and done.
Cant you see? Use your mind to think.
Waste a second, and you might miss it if you blink.

Humanity has fallen into this cycle.
We preach about a god with a bible.
But really is that information even true?
We dont know... but they hope for you.
I dont know what to do.

I dont.