Uncomfortable
{ words & music by Simon Spire }
I’m uncomfortable in this world
I don’t know how they do it
I’m uncomfortable in this world
Am I gonna get through it?
‘Cause it’s cold outside and dark as night, and everything I do
Is only good for messing up the world that I once knew
I’m uncomfortable in this world
I don’t know how to do it anymore
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I’m uncomfortable in this world
How long can I do it?
I’m uncomfortable in this world
I can’t bring myself to pursue it
‘Cause I’m tired of hearing all the lies, particularly mine
The only thing I still believe is belief cannot outlive time
I’m uncomfortable in this world
I don’t know how to do it anymore
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All the effort comes to naught
All the work and clever thought
Screw it, I don’t need it anymore
I’ve battled the world but the world is winning
I’ve battled beyond a tale worth living
Take this thing and let it go
This thing called “me” I’ll watch it go
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I’m uncomfortable in this world
I don’t know how they do it
I’m uncomfortable in this world
And I’ve tried and tried to get through it
‘Cause it used to be I owned my shit, but now my shit owns me
The only thing I can control it seems is playing me
I’m uncomfortable in this world
And I don’t know how to do it
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I’ve battled the world but the world is winning
I’ve battled beyond a tale worth living
Take this thing and let it go
This thing called “me” I’ll watch it go
And look what’s left, it’s just so—