Anachronistic Conflagration Songtext
von Maniac

Sometimes I like to wonder what my ancestors would make of me
And mutual disgust is what comes to mind
But why do the thoughts of dead men matter to those that are still living
Maybe it′s because we all have our time

I don't like to look back at who I was when I was younger
Cuz I like to believe he′s dead and gone
Some nights I wish in my mind that I could just purge the memory
It's delusional to think I'd be better off


It′s an anachronistic self-righteous conflagration
An attempt to destroy the fool I used to be
But is there really any benefit to hating him
When he really isn′t that different from me

Sometimes I start to think how I will look back at this time
Did I really do enough to earn the right
Will I think of myself now as I think of me way back then
Will I use the same judgemental guiding light

Sometimes I think in hindsight I will always feel the fool
And I start to think that everybody should
If you don't have a few regrets can you even say that you′re living?
Cuz I really don't think anybody could


But an anachronistic self-righteous conflagration
Means I think I′ll always hate who I used to be
But if I ever get the wisdom to show that mercy
Maybe then I'll finally feel like I am me