Intoxicated I used to do this to get me by To release all the things inside Now I’m without within myself Everything is what I have left So what am I finally today My finality is to be portrayed But inside this moment it never Never ever even mattered Instead of all the judgments I decided to see what I sent Instead of all the words I decided to see what was heard Instead of all the wrongs I decided to see what didn’t belong I used to forget to get these things Wanting to get what comfort brings But all that I have received Has only been to my deceit Filled with voided transitions Roping all of my ambitions What is only right now is now This is what brought us to ‘how?’
