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Faded Red – The Observer lyrics
I am a neutral observer perched on a fence above
Detached from interactions, insults, friendships and love
Below me lies a pool of all their pent up thoughts
Words that give me nostalgia and a stomach knot
I cry out for some meaning, someone who I can hold
I’m haunted nightly by these dreams of me alone and old
But still I sit and wait for my time to come
Chorus: Sometimes it’s almost real before I falter and fold
Can’t defeat my brain
Spiraling crazy highs masking their fool’s gold
They’re burning the ground like acid rain
I can’t stop, I can’t think, and I’m letting it take me over
I’m liking it better when they’re sober
I am a tortured soul, a web of conflicting strands
The key to my best chance lies in my fidgety hands
Blessed circumstantially I watch the world unwind
From places safe and fun, so I’m a hypocrite I find
Chorus
Someday real soon they’ll let me out
So I can now discover what it’s all about
I’ll sit and watch my soul get tossed aside
And even as I sleep I’ll look for places to hide
When can I break the ties of falling prisoner to her eyes?
When will my self-esteem help me become a woman’s dream?
When can I leave the fence? Begin my life, and make some sense?
My time has come to be the one who observes my own success
Chorus
Detached from interactions, insults, friendships and love
Below me lies a pool of all their pent up thoughts
Words that give me nostalgia and a stomach knot
I cry out for some meaning, someone who I can hold
I’m haunted nightly by these dreams of me alone and old
But still I sit and wait for my time to come
Chorus: Sometimes it’s almost real before I falter and fold
Can’t defeat my brain
Spiraling crazy highs masking their fool’s gold
They’re burning the ground like acid rain
I can’t stop, I can’t think, and I’m letting it take me over
I’m liking it better when they’re sober
I am a tortured soul, a web of conflicting strands
The key to my best chance lies in my fidgety hands
Blessed circumstantially I watch the world unwind
From places safe and fun, so I’m a hypocrite I find
Chorus
Someday real soon they’ll let me out
So I can now discover what it’s all about
I’ll sit and watch my soul get tossed aside
And even as I sleep I’ll look for places to hide
When can I break the ties of falling prisoner to her eyes?
When will my self-esteem help me become a woman’s dream?
When can I leave the fence? Begin my life, and make some sense?
My time has come to be the one who observes my own success
Chorus
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