The Author (feat. Aleya & Tom Evans) Video (MV)

I'm the author of my own threnody

I don't believe a f*cking word you say
You say these words just to satiate
You can't talk it straight
But you'll hide behind your arrogance

Full circle, half hearted
Empathy is unknown to you
Full circle, half hearted
I'll never know what people see in you

I'll never know what people see in you

I can't see what's in front of me
I'm the author of my own threnody

I'm seeing faces in shadows that I can't define
Phantoms in fairies and they intertwine
Blurring the lines, forcing the blame
Convincing myself that I'm not the same

It works its way inside
Taking over every thought that I make
Everybody's a statistic, my unrealistic
Expectations twist perceptions

Full circle, half hearted
Looking down from atop my glass house
Full circle, half hearted
Echo chambers let the blind lead the blind

With my hands over my eyes
Refusing to see the other side

I'm seeing faces in shadows that I can't define
Phantoms in fairies and they intertwine
Blurring the lines, forcing the blame
Convincing myself that I'm not the same

Morose tinted glasses
Tearing apart the seams of my life
Closed mind, closed eyes
Consumed by my own lies

Confined by this state of mind

If I tear down the mask
What will be underneath?
If I tear down the mask
Would I believe what I see?

I'm seeing faces in shadows that I can't define
Phantoms in fairies and they intertwine
Blurring the lines, forcing the blame
Convincing myself that I'm not the same

When will I realise that some things aren't right?
Some things aren't right
As you blur the lines
I convince myself that I'm not the same as you