Watching life from the sidelines.
entrepy chris priest midd
Story behind the song
The Third Person: About feeling like the world and its happenings dont involve you, like you are watching from afar and dont have an important role in the world, society, even your own life.
Lyrics
4. The Third Person:
In my effort to resurrect, I’ve somehow become a nervous wreck, and it hurts no less. In my effort to walk again, I’ve fallen on the floor and it hurts much more. Hopefully, later, I can get back in the mix and can persevere. Attempting to stay clear of all of the blood, and the sweat, and the tears.
(Chorus:)
Another day on the sidelines,
and it’s like I am barely here
Another day on the outside,
and you can watch me disappear.
suffocating, spiritual asphyxiation. fork in the road, I find myself stuck in this contemplation. Neglecting warnings, and spitting in the face of hazard. Always ignoring the impending day of great disaster.
Well maybe… some day, we’ll take the world by storm, and
Maybe… some day, there’ll be something in store, so…
Take me… away, show me what’s out there, and
lead me… astray, out of this endless nightmare.
(Chorus)
Without friends, without enemies, no ability and no control. Caught up in this entrepy, about to blow, now I implode.
Watching all the happiness, the sadness, and the fits of rage looking on as time flies by, I try denying the passing days.
Wear my heart… on my sleeve; I must have nothing to lose.
Missing chance… after chance, and still I haven’t got a clue.
What I want, what I need, what I am trying to prove, but I’m pretty sure that you do.
There is no time to think it over, no chance for re-assurance, no way to stall the outcome, no doubt in my mind, there’s nothing to lean on, and there’s no one to count on, and there’s nowhere to run to, but there’s still no reason to give up.
There is no one.
No one!