Quick To Doubt

Quick To Doubt
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
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Why'd I make it so hard?
So quick to doubt
So ready to fuck 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
[Chorus:]
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
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