Force Field

Snuffing out all hope Following a never ending road Lurking like a subatomic roach Is this what the gods chose to bestow? Phase them all with your conscious and your soul Tracing back your fall slowly To demonstrate your woes 'Cause every night I lie awake Thinking if tomorrow will be the same Phase them all with your conscious and your soul Tracing back your fall slowly To demonstrate your woes Lies will never heal Truth will not confide Fickle laughter, artificial attraction Show me something that's not a distraction Social extraction, phony interaction Spoon-feeding guilt to provoke a reaction Will I die without some grace? Will I survive unless I embrace the insanity? The beauty of life, it's divine It's what I failed to see