Disillusion - O'Brother

All I have return to me

The quiet little symphony

Of voices telling me I need

To throw my hands up, throw my hands up

All I want is symmetry

Between what I have and what I need

Just the blissful opportunity

To turn my mind off, turn my mind off

Who took my place

Cause I don’t recog- I don’t recognize this face of mine

Who took my place

Cause I don’t recog- I don’t recognize this face of mine

It’s the disillusion

Of the lie that I created

It’s my growing inability

To give you everything you need

It’s measured in the weakness of my spine

All I am is all you see

The bastard son of human greed

Trying to fill my endless needs

But time runs out when time runs out

All I am is all you see

A slave to ideology

A voice of reason always screaming

Time runs out when time runs out

All I am is all you see

The bastard son of human greed

Trying to fill my endless needs

But time runs out when time runs out

All I am is all you see

A slave to ideology

A voice of reason always screaming

Time runs out when time runs out

It’s the disillusion

Of the lie that I created

It’s my growing inability

To give you everything you need

It’s measured by my weakness

It’s my growing inability

To comprehend that human needs

Are measured in the weakness of our spines