One monotony over another...
I lost them all, I lost you...
I lost all of what was left
Of me
To become you
But now I‘m neither...
"Was it what you always wanted?
Was it what you always expected?
Now that you’ve taken it for granted
This is what you get
Life you now have met
You’ve met your destiny..."
Two “monotonies” fuse an excuse
I gathered them both
I gathered all of my troops
To kill
The remnants of memory
Lingering in my conscience.