Testo Splintered

Would you still be shocked at this point if you found out that I was god?
Because I’ve been trying,
All my time & energy,
To make you think that life’s all about me
Then we wake up with our parallel days
We see everything the exact same way:
So complicated & high,
Heads dead on arrive, And looking like we might have an answer
For why I take what’s good and throw it away,
Never finding out which one’s would’ve stayed
So find me driving home in the slow lane,
Find me coming up with impressions,
And I’m trying to be the new modern sinner
Just don’t be fooled by me - I’ve always splintered away
And will you be so surprised?
I’m clinically fed-up on a new string
And it just tightens when I’m pushed in to the breeze
To think you thought I might be an answer
Or a wake up, or a break on your knees
But me, I’m still around and you’re feeling everything
Fascinatingly higher than barely alive,
And looking like we might need an answerFor why I take what’s good and throw it away,
Never finding out which one’s would’ve stayed
Find me driving home in the slow lane,
Find me coming up with impressions,
And I’m trying to be the new modern sinner
Just don’t be fooled by me - I’ve always splintered
Don’t be fooled by me - I’ve always splintered away