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Aletheia Lyrics
Say I have plenty of time to find an answer
I don't like the beat of your drum and I ain't a dancer
I'm not exactly sure what I am besides broken
And I'm not exactly sure what I have besides hope
And this stress is eating me alive
I been physically ill for months now
Stay inside, The Walking Dead has arrived
I'm at ya street sign looking for signs of similar life
But all I happen to find are lies
It's like this:
I don't know what it is but all of y'all are behind it
I don't know its appearance so I'll probably never find it
I'll never know that feeling that you feel when you're content
Despite a whole life spent within that trench
A life helping others only asking for respect and recognition of the fact that I'm a human and the human condition includes a tendency that is to reject humanity when put to the test, the edge, the precipice
It's a long way down, but I know I'll survive
I can't be allowed to rest, though I'm alive
I feel like I have never really lived in this life
And goddamn it, I'm already nearly 29
I still feel like I'm a teenager, still raging
Still itchy in my own skin, I'm still pacing
Still asking, "Who the fuck am I?" to the mirror
Still waiting for answers to be delivered, I'm livid
I've given everything
What do I have to show for it?
Broken trust, broken heart, broken soul, broken art
And you can say a broken view but now I see you all for who you really are, so nah, that isn't true
This is life; bare all the way to the bones
No Ceekay Jones; I'm home alone, remote control for microphone
In the zone, raping dome with every line
But hey, don't worry, it's just a song; I'm actually fine
But hey, don't worry, it's just a song; I'm actually fine
It's just a song; I'm actually fine
I don't like the beat of your drum and I ain't a dancer
I'm not exactly sure what I am besides broken
And I'm not exactly sure what I have besides hope
And this stress is eating me alive
I been physically ill for months now
Stay inside, The Walking Dead has arrived
I'm at ya street sign looking for signs of similar life
But all I happen to find are lies
It's like this:
I don't know what it is but all of y'all are behind it
I don't know its appearance so I'll probably never find it
I'll never know that feeling that you feel when you're content
Despite a whole life spent within that trench
A life helping others only asking for respect and recognition of the fact that I'm a human and the human condition includes a tendency that is to reject humanity when put to the test, the edge, the precipice
It's a long way down, but I know I'll survive
I can't be allowed to rest, though I'm alive
I feel like I have never really lived in this life
And goddamn it, I'm already nearly 29
I still feel like I'm a teenager, still raging
Still itchy in my own skin, I'm still pacing
Still asking, "Who the fuck am I?" to the mirror
Still waiting for answers to be delivered, I'm livid
I've given everything
What do I have to show for it?
Broken trust, broken heart, broken soul, broken art
And you can say a broken view but now I see you all for who you really are, so nah, that isn't true
This is life; bare all the way to the bones
No Ceekay Jones; I'm home alone, remote control for microphone
In the zone, raping dome with every line
But hey, don't worry, it's just a song; I'm actually fine
Song Info
Submitted by
darksidepoet On Jan 29, 2021
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Originating in ancient Greek philosophy, Aletheia is the concept of truth or disclosure. The word itself is variously translated as "unconcealedness", "disclosure", "revealing", or "unclosedness". The literal meaning of the word ἀ–λήθεια is "the state of not being hidden; the state of being evident." It also means factuality or reality. - Wikipedia