Текст Rarity – Fifteen Stories

Well, I fell back down
To the same place and time
And the same lame hometown
Getting better everyday

I am the salt of all the earth
I am the desperate and unsure
I am the lowest point of misery
(I’ve lost myself in everything)
I am the weight that drags you down
To where it’s impossible to breathe
But I know that’s no excuse for sympathy

I’m struggling to grasp the concept of
Not being good enough for anyone
While I waste my time
Trying to get your attention
What’s it to you
Your schedule is full
And I’m just shooting for the stars, anyway
Someday I’ll find my heart
But until then I’ll just fade into nothing

So, I’ll just sit here thinking of ways
To better myself emotionally
And not to sink too far
Into the pit of disparity
I’m alive in your eyes
But, not well
You can tell
So for now

I am the salt of all the earth
I am the desperate and unsure
I am the lowest point of misery
(I’ve lost myself in everything)
I am the weight that drags you down
To where it’s impossible to breathe
But I know that’s no excuse for sympathy

So, don’t push me
You know I have nothing to live for
Consistency is not worth working toward