Unplug
What does it matter if I unplug I don’t feel it anymore all this promise of redemption keeps me crippled on the floor I’m only going through the motions acting like I’m strong curating the illusions pretending I belong I miss the rush of real aloneness I’ve lost contact with my soul I prefer to trust my senses leave my spirit uncontrolled so what does it matter if I unplug I don’t feel it any more all this promise of redemption keeps me crippled on the floor.
