Losing The Plot

Intro:                            Verse 1:   Welcome back insomnia   Ushered back into silence only when everyone else  is sleeping   And ’cause the city?is?sleeping   No one ruthless?is rushing to get to the?front of the line as usual   ’Cause I am losing the plot   I am grieving the end of superwomaning   I have laid down my cape   As though I haven’t risen like a phoenix from a thousand deaths   As though I have not been reborn to notice that my mission is not dead yet   (        )   Verse 2: I’m exhausted Midas   Reigniting a hunger that typically fuels those of us   Still searching for something outside ourselves   ’Cause this city bears violence   And everybody is rushing to sob at the podium   And thank for ones who loved and exploited well   ’Cause I am losing the plot   I am grieving the end of superwomaning   I have laid down my cape   As though I haven’t risen like a phoenix from a thousand deaths   As though I have not been reborn to notice that my mission is not dead yet   Bridge: The light at the end of the tunnel   The one I have always prayed for is a train      At a hundred miles per hour      And it promises to break my bones if I don’t stand still   Rip my heart out ambition mill or bust      With my relevance in dust         ’Cause I am losing the plot   I am grieving the end of superwomaning   I have laid down my cape   As though I haven’t risen like a phoenix from a thousand deaths   As though I have not been reborn to notice that my mission is not dead   As though this fame and pressure has not been a vice around my head   As though my heart has not kept all my cynicism under the mattress      And I can’t keep it up       Though the fire is not out yet     I am losing the plot