Mourning کے بول

Why on Earth have you brought me here Out of it all The entire How we not to sit and wallow So it'll never be the way You envision now The torment is real as a diamond The sparkle of which you're gonna follow For all to see, to see Everyone tar and feathered Not everything is Hieronymus Bosch I don't know maybe it is Enlightened The care taken It's plain to see Sailing through the fog For centuries Time spent wondering who's to say what's good Mourning the loss of what you never had Are we sure this makes sense Brandishing torment Something about lost control Mourning day or all night Can't do what you used to Can't be that person anymore What wrong turn brought me here This is where I should be That is what you're saying Learning to be okay Never Control Your loss Suit yourself Or whoever You lost Game over No winner Just loss Forever