Art of being numb.
Things happen for a reason.
Wonder, if the claws in my back
Will cease hurting next season
They dive in too deep, that I surrender
For the pain that hugs my body, then I remember
That things happen for a reason.
Even when I witnessed the biggest treason
Of a soul and the whole, of the conscious and brains
Of a heart that is sold, of a body and its veins
Human nature against beast mode
The weirdest inventions versus instinct codes
So basically things happen for a reason
Even if I cry in awe
Even if it gets really low
Even if I forget my vows
I will make sure that I always remember
That things happen for a fucking reason.