Zola Jesus - Wiseblood

This'll be my last hope
That this dream will carry me through
But history is a long rope
And truth can't make it mute

If it doesn't make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you live a little bit
What are you doing?

And this'll be my one remorse
That extremes kept me abused
But mystery is a long recourse
And time can't make it new

If it doesn't make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you live a little bit
What are you doing?

If it doesn't make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you live a little bit
What are you doing?

In these pardoned days, I am losing all my senses
In this timeless daze, I can barely see through
In this crowded space, I am losing all my senses
In this drowned out phase, I can barely see through

If it doesn't make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you live a little bit
What are you doing?

If it doesn't make you wiser
Doesn't make you stronger
Doesn't make you live a little bit
What are you doing?