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Helen St. John Lyrics

Your days in the sun
The times when you feel successful and accomplished

Stabbing blindly to reach perfection
Taking desperate and unguided actions in pursuit of perfection

But your work's never done
Despite your efforts, there is always more to be done

Burying your losses in a deep depression
Trying to hide and forget about your failures, leading to intense sadness

You're the sentimental type
You are emotionally sensitive and driven

A victim of your own devices
You suffer the consequences of your own choices

Well at least you're alive
Finding solace in the fact that you are still alive, despite struggles

Mixing a cocktail of blood and bleach till
Combining elements of pain and purification until

Like a balloon on the rise
Similar to a balloon ascending

You're ever encumbering utter completeness
You constantly burden yourself with the pursuit of absolute perfection

So that it makes them very small
Making other people seem insignificant in comparison

And there's no one left at all that'll hurt you
To the point where there is no one remaining who can cause you pain

The stroke of your genius swirls through the sky so blue
The brilliance of your ideas and talents radiates throughout the clear sky

Twisting a singular vision into solitude
Turning a unique vision into a state of isolation

Can you admit that you're lost
Are you able to acknowledge that you are confused and directionless

Or is it really you just don't remember
Or is it possible that you simply don't recall

The insurmountable cost of how
The overwhelming price paid for

Disembodied that you became to get there
Losing touch with your true self in order to achieve your goals

You don't even notice there's a raid
You fail to recognize the danger or attack happening

You're playing the arcade of negligence
Engaging in a pattern of careless behavior

Only a fool would rely
Only someone foolish would depend

On simple acts from a kindly stranger
On small gestures from a compassionate stranger

That's why you're milking your prize
This is why you are excessively valuing your accomplishments

From a big swollen head of self-deprecation
Derived from an inflated ego filled with self-criticism

Congratulations
Compliments on your achievements

The second-guessing hand will get you
Doubting yourself will have negative consequences

Dismantle you from the neck down
Completely break you apart, leaving you vulnerable

A pathetic pile all over the floor
Reduced to a pitiful heap scattered on the ground

That dreams of being a constellation
Desiring to become a group of stars forming a pattern

You're such a beautiful
You are incredibly captivating

You're such a beautiful lie!
But in reality, you are deceptive and false!