asking alexandria
hopelessly hopeful
Staring eyes wide open gazing into nothing Running in place again Going through the motions In and out as the oceans, repeating Numb to the silence To the absence of emotion, the sum of the script Nothing but a click in the rotation Sick of the peace of mind That goes along with keeping on And I can't keep on keeping on Inside it feels like I'm stuck here Suspended, at best underwhelming What's wrong with me? My conscious is calling But the world isn't all it's cracked up to be I'm hopelessly hopeful That I'm not stuck here suspended In a world I pretended was right for me Strung out on the same old Got an itch for something painful To feel something real once To remind myself it's not in my head Sick of the calm coinciding With sticking in and with the line Can't keep on keeping on It all just feels like I'm stuck here Suspended, at best underwhelming What's wrong with me? My conscious is calling But the world isn't all it's cracked up to be I'm hopelessly hopeful That I'm not stuck here suspended In a world I pretended was right for me When I close my eyes When I leave the light Inside it feels like I'm stuck here Suspended, at best underwhelming What's wrong with me? My conscious is calling But the world isn't all it's cracked up to be I'm hopelessly hopeful That I'm not stuck here suspended In a world I pretended was right for me