ouroboros

First I will be angry, then I will feel guilty

Then I will feel rage, and back again

Ouroboro rage in a circular wave

Snake eating its own tail in your emotional escapade

First I will be angry, then I will feel guilty

Then I will feel shame, and you will feel bad

And even if it's broken, we will keep the contract

I will keep coming back

It's in jewelry I wear, or the shackle, I swear

Can't tell the difference in the cycle that's repeating on

The snake is on my right as I walk down the road

Wisdom or a detriment to the inner love

And I love to be in love

Ouroboro

Ouroboro

First you will be angry, then I will be shame filled

You will fill with pity, tell me it's okay

But I don't even register, retreated for today

And I could be sad, but I'd rather be mad than sad

'Cause sad makes me weak

And when I feel weak, I don't make a fist

And if I can't make a fist, then how can I punch

And make the holes in the walls?

In the walls that are witness to pain, witness to the anger

Scars on the surface, big holes that are worth it

Echoes of the worthless, tell me that I'm worth it

Tell me that I'm worth it, tell me that I'm worth it

Punching in the dark, punching in the dark

Anything that comes in, is it a shadow or a spark

I'll be punching in the dark, I'll be punching in the dark

Anything that comes in

First I will be angry, then I will feel guilty

Then I will feel rage, and back again

Ouroboro rage in a circular wave

A snake eating its own tail in your emotional escapade

Ouroboro

Ouroboro

The marching of years, mating of fears

The progenitor rears its head

The molting of years

The progenitor rears its head

And says, "What the hell is here?"

Ouroboro

Ouroboro

Ouroboro