Ill at Ease

On the stand in the aftermath

I was barely there

And it did not go as planned

It was all a dream

And I could not wait

To be uncreated

Ill at ease

I don't stand up for what I believe in

I've been buried alive

But feel delighted

Let's carve ourselves a tiny space to live in

And mutually assure our self destruction

Cause all the things I love are things that kill me

And all the things I dread aren't really there

Out of hand

But within my grasp

The sensation passes

After 30 lashes

Motivate me to be awake

It's a make or break

But I'm mostly feeling ill at ease

Ill at ease

I don't stand up for what I believe in

I've been buried alive,

But feel delighted

Let's carve ourselves a tiny space to live in

(It's not OK)

And mutually assure our self destruction

(It's not OK)

Cause all the things I love are things that kill me

(It's not OK)

And all the things I dread aren't really there

(It's not OK)