Force Field

Snuffing out all hope
Following a never ending road
Lurking like a subatomic roach
Is this what the gods chose to bestow?

Phase them all with your conscious and your soul
Tracing back your fall slowly
To demonstrate your woes

'Cause every night I lie awake
Thinking if tomorrow will be the same

Phase them all with your conscious and your soul
Tracing back your fall slowly
To demonstrate your woes
Lies will never heal
Truth will not confide

Fickle laughter, artificial attraction
Show me something that's not a distraction
Social extraction, phony interaction
Spoon-feeding guilt to provoke a reaction

Will I die without some grace?
Will I survive unless I embrace the insanity?
The beauty of life, it's divine
It's what I failed to see