Bonus Track
Keith' More-Fire Lyrics

Excuse me if I start to get into my feels
Please forgive me if I become emotionally vulnerable and express my innermost emotions

Mental health is serious to me
I value the importance of mental well-being

So, I ask you to beg my pardon
I kindly request your forgiveness

As it's about to get real- for reals
As I'm about to share something very sincere and authentic

I'm Seeking a salve for this hell
I'm searching for a remedy to alleviate this torment

In which I dwell
In which I live

The walls closing in
Feeling trapped and suffocated by my circumstances

My heartbeat is palpitating
My heart is beating irregularly

My Thoughts are racing
My mind is filled with fast-paced and chaotic thoughts

All I could do is scream in the wind
I feel so unheard and frustrated that I can only express my emotions into the vast emptiness

No one can hear me it's infuriating
The fact that no one can listen to me is maddening

I knocked myself around a bit
I've been hard on myself

Drowning in the blame game
Overwhelmed by assigning blame to myself and others

And playing what if
Engaging in futile speculation of alternate outcomes

The tyranny of being in a pit of despair
The oppressive nature of being trapped in a state of hopelessness

In an all too familiar dystopia
In a world that feels disordered and oppressive, which I have encountered before

And no one even cares
And it seems like no one even has concern for my struggles

I've played out the scenarios
I've imagined and considered all possible situations

This ain't my end game
This is not my final outcome

I'm no Dr. Strange
I don't possess supernatural powers to change the course of events

Like the quote by Henry David Thoreau
Similar to the quote attributed to Henry David Thoreau

Most men lead lives of quiet desperation
Many people live in silent anguish and despair

I'm afraid I'm in the mean
I'm afraid I belong to that group

Resigned to a mode of existence in my life's current manic gestation
Accepting a way of life that is currently full of turmoil and instability

Or some median facsimile, or am I just a simulation
Or perhaps I am somewhere in between, or maybe I am not even real

I once tied my identity to a mere mortal
I used to associate my sense of self with a regular human being

Who I treated like a deity
Whom I revered and worshipped as if they were divine

She soon shuttled off her mortal coil
She passed away and left the realm of the living

Laid me to rest in a baren waste land
Leaving me feeling emotionally barren and desolate

Buried my heart deep in the earths soil
Causing me intense emotional pain and grief

Too much ado about nothing, they say life will begin again
People say that I'm making a big deal out of nothing, and that life will eventually improve

What's the definition of insanity if one's life repeats the same trend
If one's life keeps repeating the same patterns, what does that say about their sanity?

I've shifted blame, it does not lessen the pain
I've tried to attribute fault to others, but it doesn't diminish my suffering

I've tried to chemically treat the burden, living life sober is too mundane
I've attempted to alleviate the burden through substance use, but living without intoxication feels dull and uninspiring

My heart has gotten colder as I've gotten older. My mind is a Petrie dish of the abstract inconsequential, and insane
As I've aged, I have become more emotionally detached. My mind is filled with meaningless and irrational thoughts

How does one reconcile living and adapting to a world that you didn't ask to be a part of
How can someone find peace and adjust to a world they didn't choose to enter

How does one find their flow, amidst a vacuum devoid of love
How can someone discover their rhythm and purpose in a loveless and empty environment

The answer is rhetorical, it's something i think about daily
The answer is not expected, it's a question I ponder on a daily basis

I once heard that when you know your why you can deal with anyhow, I believe that was Nietzsche
I heard a saying that understanding your purpose can help you overcome any obstacle, and I think it was Nietzsche who said that

I guess I'm just giving voice to the tired
I suppose I'm speaking on behalf of those who are worn out and exhausted

The downtrodden and those in desperation
Those who are oppressed and experiencing great despair

I'm presenting my testimony of the heart and how it feels cathartic I hope it's someone's inspiration
I'm sharing my personal experiences as a form of emotional release, and I hope it inspires someone

Know that you're not alone and it's okay to scream.
Understand that you're not alone in your struggles, and expressing your feelings is permissible

Before I go sleep at night, I often wonder am I real or is this someone's dream
Before I fall asleep, I frequently contemplate whether I exist or if my existence is merely a creation of someone's imagination