Even After I Die Lyrics - Singles - Pm Dawn

A question mark's on a question mark 

And insecurities connect my parts 

I thought You are me and I am You 

So I talk to myself 'til my face turns blue 

Ask me if my feet touch the ground 

I drift away and explore the profound 

A morph to satisfaction is the trip 

It's You, isn't it? 

Father tell me, what You think of me 

Please tell me, what You think of me 

The pressure and the weight comes in with the tide 

I tell You that I love you a thousand times 

Someone said a silver course lands my door 

Now, question marks talk to me even more 

I'm tired and I wanna come home 

But all that pains me is the thought of my own 

The thought of You just reeks with divinity 

A spark by my heart is the symbol of the Trinity 

I can understand that the stakes are high 

But I'd really like to know what I've done and why 

I'm floating in a sea of doubt when it comes to that 

It seems as though all of my thoughts are now acrobats 

I am you, now that's a thought to renege 

But in the thought that stops it seems to get big 

I wonder why Father, why it is? What it is? 

Because I am what I am, what gives? 

Alphabet soup brings uncertain T's 

A kiss on the cheek is more trouble for me 

Is it possible that I might decompose? 

And reassemble with a spark and a rose 

I notice that oblivion follows me around 

As ode to forgetful mind is shot down 

Eternity is holding a Rubik's Cube 

And everything inside it seems to be nude 

I just don't get it sometimes it's weird 

It barely shakes but escalates into fear 

I'm so distraught that it now makes sense 

The perfect pony but you'll only get a glimpse 

Now, someone tried to hit it with a stick of bamboo 

I wonder, wonder, wonder, wonder, who? 

I grin as the era of the selfish fades 

I'm looking at the skies through a pair of dark shades 

And I'm bugging I guess 'cause it makes me feel good 

There's so many things that I misunderstood 

I guess, I'll never know, it'd probably cut me like a knife 

I swore, I spent my life trying to be Christ-like 

But I love you Father, so I can't lie 

I think I'll still be scared even after I die