Figure Your Life Out Lyrics & Chords By Ken Mode
Figure Your Life Out
It's far too easy to hide behind abundant distractions and coyly whittle away at the hours with hollow preamble these days.
Trade one uphill battle for another.
Old injuries strain deep as my hunched shoulders and neck, slightly askew, peer forth
awaiting just one word, a solitary notification: Am I alone?
Is someone there?
Tongue to teeth; feet curled beneath a finely crafted adjustable chair; time, seemingly irrelevant: this is my black hole.
I am lost to possibility; equally terrified and delighted.
your life out.