My Condition

Even within time's current, anguish spins and cycles around
I can't perceive the parting of another heart. I don't know, I don't care
I do not stir, I just continue to be swept away through the cracks of time
I don't know or care about what's around me. I am me, that is all
Am I watching a dream, or nothing at all? My words are pointless to even speak
Grieving only makes me tired. I'd rather just exist without feeling anything
Even if I'm given bewildering words, my heart is above the clouds

If I am to stir myself, to change everything, I will paint everything black
Does one such as I even have a future? Do I exist in a such a world as this?
Am I distressed? Am I sorrowful? I still don't even understand myself
Even walking forward is tiring, I don't care about anybody else
Even if I could change, if I could change, I would paint myself an innocent white

Even within time's current, anguish spins and cycles around
I can't perceive the parting of another heart. I don't know, I don't care
I do not stir, I just continue to be swept away through the cracks of time
I don't know much about what's around me, just me, myself
Am I watching a dream, or nothing at all? My words are pointless to even speak
Grieving only makes me tired. I'd rather just exist without feeling anything
Even if I'm given bewildering words, my heart is above the clouds

If I were to stir, if I were to stir, I would destroy everything, I would destroy everything
if I were to grieve, if I were to grieve, could my heart become an innocent white?
About you, about me, about everything, I still don't understand
If I were to open my heavy eyelids, to destroy everything, paint it all black!