From the recording Something Gone
I’m beaten to my knees. My insecurities have got the best of me.I’m digging my way out, my dignity in doubt. Who’s keeping my cage now?
All these fears force me down and keep a hold on me A quiet sufferingSuch a shame, struck down reeling at the thought of change But everything just stays the same
Give what you want to see, admission of my greed. Sycophant in my need.There goes what’s left of me, the rest just withering. Don’t put your faith in me.