From the recording Echolalia

Lyrics

I find my pride
Is the main proponent
It drives a wedge
Through my every moment
And though I try
To appear undaunted
That little boy
Climbed into my pocket

How I adore
your disease of beauty
It lights the days
Of my pity parties
And up ahead
I can see things turning
Two different roads
Rear view
My world’s burning

No more fighting
No more lightning