From 'We Were Never Here' by The Killing Swarm
I'm lost
A forgotten man-thing
Affordable
Affable
Laughable
Expendable
Sometimes I feel like I've been riding on this world
Passenger at the beck and call of unthinking souls
My instincts defined by fear and doubt
My injuries defined by the fallout
I welcome omens and bad portent
I'm content to be
The last in line
Tiptoeing through it all
I'm feeling fine
Undersold and compromised
With blinders on
Let me be
Let me be
Alone
A satellite in orbit
Puncture proof in my bubble ship
Benign and undisturbed
Sometimes I feel out of pocket in this world
Devoid of tools to let me change the course
You'll reject me
But intercept me
Respect me
Allow me to be free
I don't want to be
The last in line
Tiptoeing through it all
I'm feeling fine
Undersold and compromised
With blinders on
Let me be
The man I was born to pretend to be
With your eyes closed
There's no failure
Only wonder
And blindness
Wonder and blindness
Wonder and blindness
John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion, Guitar
Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Nick Nunziata - Vocals
Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
