Stones And Feathers

Stones And Feathers
There's nothing left for me to do
just like time and time and time again
what else is left for me to prove?
but when it comes around
i can't help falling down
Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
or just the weight of stones & feathers
i'm not myself
maybe i'm never
Just like tear that fades away
just like a word i can't express or can't explain
a thousand voices in my brain
i wish they'd comfort me
instead it's torturing
Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
or just the way i'm made to measure
i'm not myself
maybe i'm never
When all is said and done
i confess i've had enough
Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
or just a chill that lasts forever
i'm not myself maybe i'm never
Is this the state of so-called pleasure?
or just a break in heavy weather
i'm not myself
maybe i'm never