Con Video (MV)

There is no compass
Its been swept up in the darkness
Caused from mirrors and beams
Of radiant moonlight

Its funny how we tend to
View the future with such hope
How we could fool ourselves to believe
What our mind has told

I won't pretend that i'm lonely
I've got plenty of trusty homes
And when I grow old and rusted
The oxidation will cleanse my soul

But as a matter of fact this is haunting
A million voices all silenced at once
Fever dreams on Tuesday evening
Remind me of when I knew who I was

What makes you think I don't feel this?

What makes you think you're in control of yourself?
We're all just animals backed by relentless self doubt
And while the tragedies strike all capacities fill
With all those feelings that somedays you wish you could kill

But there is no remorse from those that have wronged you
Just please keep in mind, we've all done that ourselves too
You're nothing else but a con to yourself and your friends
But that doesn't mean those friendships will end

And what about the past? Have you learned from it yet?
Did you study the patterns or choose to forget?

What makes you think you don't feel this?