Bygone – MONOEYES
Well, I’m a pragmatic thinker
Don’t need a virtual symphony
A fire burning in the distance
You’d better wake up to the smell
Now everybody on the highway
Who’s putting me in the race
I’m the hardest one to handle
It’s not gonna be a thing
I’m a son of rage from the bygone days
Willing to endure with a finger on the trigger
I am always loaded like a shielded chamber
You are the only cure when I’m solely insecure
There was a traumatic reason
The feeling faded in the past
A little rough around the edges
Maybe it’s just the way it is
I’m gonna lose myself someday, sometime
I’m gonna lose myself again
But don’t wanna go off
I’m gonna find the calm someday, sometime
I’m gonna find the calm of mind
So, I am
Not gonna beg
Not gonna cry
Not gonna ask the reason why
Not gonna turn
Not gonna quit
Not gonna leave it now
Well, I’m a pragmatic thinker
Don’t need a virtual symphony
A fire burning in the distance
You’d better wake up to the smell
Hey, everybody on the highway
Who’s putting me in the race
I’m the hardest one to handle
It’s not gonna be a thing
I’m a son of rage from the bygone days
Willing to endure with a finger on the trigger
I am always loaded like a shielded chamber
You are the only cure when I’m solely insecure
I’m not the only one
I’m not the only one today
I can find my mind
You’re not the only one
You’re not the only one today
So, you can change your mind