I don't need your condolences
I just need to dull my senses
And be lulled into senseless
Be culled into and often lost in indifference's
Between my left and my right brain
Neither content but both fully intent to fight
Despite the unity of flesh they brawl in vain
With fiery blood rushing through all my veins
Racing to intervene the war between
Logic, art, and a wavering heart
Desperate with a plea of please
Desperate with a plea of please stop, please
This is not my war but I am the battlefield
The front is fake but the victims are real
These wounds aren't superficial and some may never heal
But I pray it'll end one day
But not in a way that ends in a grave
But my left brain and my right brain are never content
And are both fully intent to fight
Despite the unity of flesh they brawl in vain
With fiery blood rushing through all my veins
Racing to intervene the war between
Logic, art, and a wavering heart
Desperate with a plea of please stop please