The Comfort and the Curse

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Lyrics:

Staring at the ceiling while the sun starts breaking through
Another day of playing parts I never chose to do
I pull the denim over what the world’s not meant to see
A secret locked in layers, hiding the ‘broken’ side of me
The mirror is a judge, and the verdict’s always "shame"
I’m a grown man playing a desperate, quiet game
But the air in this room is finally getting thin
And I’m disgusted by the craving underneath my skin
I loathe the texture, I loathe the silhouette
But it’s the only thing that hasn’t let me down yet.
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It’s a sick kind of irony, a twisted little joke
That I find my sanctuary in a secret under-cloak
The world treats me like a titan, like a pillar made of stone
But I’m crawling back to this just to feel less alone.
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And I hate that I love how it feels!
I hate that it’s the only thing that’s real!
When the panic starts to rise and the walls begin to bleed
It’s the shameful little mercy that I’m desperate to need
It’s the anchor in the ocean, it’s the quiet in the dark
A piece of safety kept away from every jagged spark
Yeah, I love the security, I love the quiet light
And I’ll hate myself for loving it for the rest of my life!
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The noise in my head? It just finally gives in
Like a white flag waving in a war I can’t win
I feel cared for, I feel guarded, I feel finally safe
But the man in the mirror is a goddamn mistake
Every time I feel the calm, I feel the self-disgust
It’s a parasitic peace, it’s a broken kind of trust
I’m addicted to the feeling of being held so tight
By the very thing that keeps me awake with shame at night.
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The anxiety is a ghost that’s always rattling my cage
I’ve been running from the shadows since a tender, younger age
But when I feel that thick security, the static starts to fade
I’m finally in a place where I don’t have to be afraid
It’s a hug that never ends, it’s a hand that I can hold
It’s the warmth that keeps the spirit from growing bitter-cold
I loathe the man who needs this, yeah, I kick him while he’s down
But he’s the only one who isn’t gonna drown.
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I’m reaching back through twenty years of stone
To a time I didn’t have to face this life alone
It’s the ghost of a cradle, it’s the shadow of a bed
It’s the only way to silence every scream inside my head
I’m a golem on the outside, but I’m hollowed at the core
And I’m crawling back to find what I don't have anymore
I just want to be held... is that such a crime?
To want to feel safe for one second of time?!
I’M REWINDING THE TAPE!
I’M LOCKING THE GATE!
I’M BUYING MY PEACE WITH A DEBT OF SELF-HATE!
I LOVE THE PROTECTION! I HATE THE DISGRACE!
GOD, LOOK AT THE MONSTER WITH THE INFANT’S FACE!
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It’s my favorite nightmare.
My beautiful disgrace.
I’m finally calm...
God, I hate this place.