There's Nothing Left For Me To Do

Just Like Time And Time And Time Again

What Else Is Left For Me To Prove?

But When It Comes Around

I Can't Help Falling Down



Is This The State Of So-called Pleasure?

Or Just The Weight Of Stones & Feathers

I'm Not Myself

Maybe I'm Never



Just Like Tear That Fades Away

Just Like A Word I Can't Express Or Can't Explain

A Thousand Voices In My Brain

I Wish They'd Comfort Me

Instead It's Torturing



Is This The State Of So-called Pleasure?

Or Just The Way I'm Made To Measure

I'm Not Myself

Maybe I'm Never



When All Is Said And Done

I Confess I've Had Enough



Is This The State Of So-called Pleasure?

Or Just A Chill That Lasts Forever

I'm Not Myself Maybe I'm Never



Is This The State Of So-called Pleasure?

Or Just A Break In Heavy Weather

I'm Not Myself

Maybe I'm Never