Lyrics Stones And Feathers

There's nothing left for me to do, just like time and time and time again.
What else is left for me to prove?
But when it comes around, I can't help falling down.

Is this the state of so-called pleasure
Or just the weight of stones and feathers?
I'm not myself, maybe I'm never.

Just like a tear that fades away
Just like a word I can't express or can't explain
A thousand voices in my brain
I wish they'd comfort me, inside it's torturing.

Is this the state of so-called pleasure
Or just the way I'm made to measure?
I'm not myself, maybe I'm never.

When all is said and done, I confess I've had enough.

Is this the state of so-called pleasure
Or just a chill that lasts forever?
I'm not myself, maybe I'm never.
Is this the state of so-called pleasure or just a break in heavy weather?
I'm not myself, maybe I'm never.