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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gentry Fox
Gentry Fox
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gentry Fox
Gentry Fox
Producer
Recorded mixed and mastered atSUBROK STUDIOS (2022)Rock Springs Wyoming
Recorded mixed and mastered atSUBROK STUDIOS (2022)Rock Springs Wyoming
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Seasons come and go, moments disappear
Memories turn grey I haven't smiled in a year
I try my best to persevere but It's unclear how much that I can take
Decades worth of weight upon these shoulders have me bound to break
Open wide I sleep awake, lucid dreaming all the time
Intertwined with the night sky where I search for mine
Check for signs of life inside a painting that I thought was real
Travel to the end of time unlearning what I'm made to feel
Maybe I can help you heal, maybe I can help you see
Maybe if I pick you up, you could do the same for me
Lately I've been asking if it's even worth the time
Sinking with the ship and singing shanties with the sky
Still every single solitary choice that lead me to this place
If not mistake a stroke of luck or maybe something known as fate
Therefore I paint myself with wings ascending high above the trap
Stare at the abyss and the abyss stares back
Withdrawing from attention makes me feel some type of way
I want so badly to be heard but I don't know what I would say
Overthinking always second guessing like my 2nd nature
Just a couple more behaviors working against my favor
I've been trapped inside a self-destructive cycle on repeat
The more I fight to free my feet the further in they sink
The line is getting blurry between me and who I'd be
If I could finally break the chains that bind my mind beneath the sea you see
Solutions are subjective often answers hide in plain
We differ in objective but our blood look like the same
Restless indirection of the soul results in shame
Which then in turn perpetuates that vicious cycle of destain
But know surviving life in spite of fighting fire we evolve
Emotions merely momentary love outlive it all
Fear will soon dissolve along with hate we'll liquidate
Into one billion beads of blood and sweat I'm painting in my wake
Written by: Gentry Fox
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