Back to sloth and sleeping binges
Self defeating outburst, cringes
Thoughts gets rusty, creaky hinges
Lost that box of clean syringes

Stuck to the ceiling I'm in view
Can't shake the notion I'm becoming you
The look from above same as below
Sign up for high, free dose of low

The Jig is up, I'm the one
Manipulate the ones I love
Light my path, reveal the beacon
Where's my balance
Can't stop thinking
Stop!

I wear soul on my sleeve at night
Searching for substance
I lose control of my autonomic mind

Waiting for the impulse
And I saw the rage burning in your eyes

Your thoughts intangible
Follow me down, we'll get paralyzed

Around the winding road

Hang on, hang on
Don't lose composure now

Hang on hang on

Feed into the miracle

Don't be fucking cynical
Hang on, hang on

Don't lose composure now

Hang on hang on

Girl don't be so difficult

Come here let's get physical

Sinus pressure
Getting older
I like weight upon my shoulders

Here I live inside this cd
Tell your friends he's super creepy

Weirded out
A simple human
confused by words
arrange and move them
into spaces no apparent meaning
eat this song your ears are greedy

Cut out this conversation, desperation, now

losing admiration, holding onto accidents

What have I done, what have I done?

That calls for your attention?

What have I done?
What have I done?

That keeps you hanging on?

I can turn it off again
I can smile on a whim
I can make believe in him
The function in the algorithm