Текст песни Monolith — Inertia

Counting hours turned to days I can't reclaim Praying for time to remain
All these demands on my attention, all these appeals to my energy,
I have nothing to give.
Through the night I hear whispers calling my name. Oh, the comfort of safety is my shame.
I am afraid I have nothing to offer,
all of my strength is exhausted by the thought of it.
Counting hours turned to days I can't reclaim Grieving for time thrown away
Why is complacency the convention? I have conceded to apathy, paralyzed by inertia.
Fear of failure breeds dissension between the ache that's inside of me and the weight of depravity.