Strained - Mindless Faith

The blood has dried the time has past

We’re not devices built to last

But somehow, someway, we just keep going

So frayed, so strained, crushed

By the weight of the world

But somehow, someway, I just keep going

Like tore-up ragged toys

That stitches couldn’t mend

I don’t think we’ll break

But we’ll surely bend

Each day, burn out, feeling strained

Each night spent looking for escape

All the madness just won’t go away

Your voice, a hollow echo

From a distant yesterday

Pull me into obsolescence

Push me to depravity

And my mind’s on fire

Overwhelmed and distending

Sedated by your essence

Lulled into complacency