[Lyric] Likeliness Is Against You (KEN Mode)

Completely devoid of colour
She peers down upon us
Winds rise and fall
With human voices as leaves
Chattering and falling, piling like corpses
Searching for answers to questions you can't even define
Observation proves to be both a gift and a curse
Filled with a sense of confusion
An empty feeling in the pit of your stomach
This void has no satisfaction
And it reminds me of this fact every night
They make me sick
And the pain of it refuses to cease
Nothing is ever done
Picking life apart before it can be lived
Each situation dissected and dismissed
Left cold and redundant
Trapped within this self-propelled cycle
Motivated by fear
And likeliness is against you