Come Hell Or High Water Lyrics - Quiet World - Native Construct

I still think to myself and wonder if this was worth it 

For it seems that these days I can't stand still for a moment 

(I'm sick of drifting) 

And my feet won't rest or re-oppress their pivoting 

Oh Misery, your familiar face still lingers around 

(Oh Harmony, I never see your face around) 

Needless to say, I'm a victim of Lunacy 

but that can't begin to explain how 

This happened to me, for I still can't believe 

That my life is now constantly pulsed in three 

And now I can see 

This vast devilry you've cast upon me 

I'll be stuck in these steps for all eternity 

And who would it be if it were not me? 

My life once worth living is enslaved by treachery 

It seems to be that Hell's high waters 

Have brought forth to me an unspeakable horror 

I can't seem to just stand in one place 

And Misery won't loosen her callused grip 

But if I trip, perhaps her hand could start to slip 

And I've tried my best, but my feet, they will not rest 

I'm oh so conscious and that's why Lunacy will tear me apart 

Harmony, an unfamiliar face that now lingers around 

Needless, so needless to say 

That we're only victims after all 

You help me keep these cursed legs from swaying all around 

But this time, they'll agree with me 

Oh surely this will contend with my misery 

So I begin hacking through flesh and bone with fine cutlery 

Now surely this will amend all my dignity 

(I'm sick of drifting) 

And as this weight is lifted, I'm now content as an amputee 

You've used every moment to torment me 

Now severed and screaming, I will at last be free