Implications Of A Sinkhole Personality Lyrics & Chords By Portraits Of Past

Standing there with your ethics.
You're just standing there.
Standing there mouth agape.
Your ethics like a rewound tape.
Where were you when you became this? Shocked individual with self-assured face.
Do you understand that look in your eyes? Conscious of reality buried under your glue on morals, nervous system strung out on self-service.
But raised eyebrows don't seem to make it better. My raised eyebrows.
See yourself in others. Be yourself through others. Hate yourself in others.
Kill yourself in others. My fingers are so pointed, though.