1. |
Calculus
04:39
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You never say a word
Then again, when you do you say anything?
You think you won't be heard
So you can choke on that resentment
It won't be long before it comes
Back up my throat and out my mouth
Anxiety keeps flowing
Drowning out all you want to hear
Spit it out, spit it out
No one ever hears a word I say
Hear me out, hear me out
Everyone one I know seems so far away
SO FAR AWAY
You never say a word
Then again, when you do you say anything?
You think you won't be heard
So you can choke on that resentment
Now here's your chance, don't squander it
There's a lull in conversation
Don't bother, no more second takes
This has all been one huge mistake
A mistake, a mistake
No one ever hears a word I say
No second takes, no second takes
Everyone I know seems so far away
SO FAR AWAY
Turn your back. Look away. Don't bother listening.
It won't mean anything, anything
To anyone, anyone
I've done the math. It won't add up.
It won't mean anything, anything, anything
To anyone
Is it even worth it?
Is it even worth it?
Is it even worth it?
Even if it's not perfect?
Is it even worth it?
Is it even worth it?
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2. |
Interference
03:41
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Falling asleep at the wheel
Know nothing
I should be something
Start to drift from lane to lane
Heavy gaze
Distracted contemplation wastes my mind
Each sign passes
Shapes in the rear
Each sign passes
My life becomes a mirror
Interference
Try to act out of time
Future misaligns
Forward motion, impulse guides
Know nothing
I'm sleepwalking
Slipping forward on backset ice
Clutching
Bargaining
No balance in my life
Each sign passes
Shapes in the rear
Each sign passes
My life becomes a mirror
Interference
Try to act out of time
Future misaligns
Curtains rise
Light shines
Lose sight
Something dies
Curtains rise
Light shines
Lose sight
Something dies
Goodnight
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3. |
Floater
04:51
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My hands are stained
With polyurethane and blood
Blood, blood
I don't feel pain
Adrenaline takes it away
Take
It takes and it takes
I'm floating further from this
Energy I once called my own
Can't believe it's been so
Long since this wave has washed over me
My hands still shake
And my bones scrape inside
Mine, mine
An anatomic
Symphony of borrowed time
So I can't die
I'm floating further from this
Energy I once called my own
Can't believe it's been so
Long since this wave has washed over me
Sit in silence, still not
Quiet enough to hear my thoughts
Floating further from myself
But I don't want to be
Someone
Else
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4. |
Cell
04:30
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Signal value in 1's and 0's
Voice displeasure for my own expectations
Social engineering's trying
I'm not buying a cell to sell myself
A touch of flesh and blood
Erases plastic poison
Faces no longer grey
No longer afraid
Digital dirt and mud
Analog voices, the cure
Corrupted circuit board
Reconnect to myself
To myself
Reconnect to myself
Deprogram
Deprogram
Deprogram
Deprogram
Warning. Beware 1's and 0's
Are you sure you really wanna disconnect?
A touch of flesh and blood
Erases plastic poison
Faces no longer grey
No longer afraid
Digital dirt and mud
Analog voices, the cure
Corrupted circuit board
Reconnect to myself
To myself
Reconnect to myself
Deprogram
Deprogram
Deprogram
Deprogram
Deprogram
Deprogram
Deprogram
Reprogram
Synthetic symmetry
Cold and empty feeling
They hate the fact I've become
My imperfections
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5. |
Ghosts
05:42
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Wake up. Don't sleep
Forget your dreams
Distance yourself
From this reality
Head in the dirt
Hide from the sun
Dig dig deeper
Down down til I'm no one
I'm no one
A product of all
The trends I follow
I follow
Frozen muscle
Tongue stuck to the rail
Limp through sentences
Nothing you say has value
Seal your mouth shut
Consume headlines
Fill fill the mold
Kill kill kill your sense of pride
Desperate anxious longing
I feel it physically
I'm slower to deliver
The line I rehearsed
Fixate on new faces
Searching for connection
From the privacy of my home
It's like I'm not alone
I am a fraud. I am a fraud
Dependent on a screen
I forget what it means to be me
Morph my personality
To whoever you may need
Collection of ghosts
Parasite without a host
Negative. Identity.
My vision is blurred by leaves
Smoke signals for no one
For no one
For no one
For no one to see
Broken compass
In a sea of trees
Each painful memory blocking
My view of the way through
Forget your dreams
Distance yourself
From this reality
Maybe then you'll find peace
Follow
No one
I follow
No one
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