Was I wrong
Wrong in assuming
That nothing at all
Without thought
Would just fall into place
Was it hope
That something would change me
That led me to see the mistakes
That had gutted my frame
Was it strength
Yearning for purpose
Or weakness just desperately searching
For something to fix
To create
From self induced ruin
To try and rebuild what remains from
What I have destroyed
Why'd I make it so hard
So quick to doubt
So ready to f**k myself over
Was it truth
Logic or reason
Disappointment of fear that led me
To question all things
Far beneath self induced wreckage
I rest in pathetic assurance
That failure is safe
Why'd I make it so hard
So quick to doubt
So ready to f**k myself again
Was I wrong
Wrong in assuming
That nothing at all
Without thought
Would just fall into place
Was it hope
That something would change me
That led me to see the mistakes
That had gutted my frame
Why'd I make it so hard
So quick to doubt
So ready to f**k myself over
So ready to f**k myself again
