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set into place
freedom laced with boredom laced with what i’ll soon forget
it’s all relative, death is life just laced with sedative
we're set in place to feel, that maybe one day we were real
forgot the days we all went somewhere
in these aisles, i’m going nowhere
in these eyes, i’m sinking slower
i bite the walls, gnawing my way through this dream
then i'm drowing inside this glass field
my punctured skin, blood let within
to sink my sin, my boat starts to spin
everything is normal now
and everyone is someone now
i'm sick of being seen as this
this spectacle for all, erase.
a sordid mind, a thought less thought of
i’m brought up to be pushed way down
i feel forgiven, like i've forgotten
what it’s like to be living
one day was a human, but now i’m the other
is this the way you want it?
to ensure it can’t be different from the last
dead once and for all to acknowledge the fact
this is not intact, i pray for a prayer
i’ll never join up with my future
i’ll never acknowledge my past
living for now, but this second’s the last
top and bottomed, to free the ghost
to live the most, i’d rather not
this vehicle is wrecked
this seed plants a rotten fruit
laid to dead, laid to rest, rest of which, is never best
what i can’t wait for, i will live for, yet i live for what i’m dying for
boredom laced with slavery, and slavery is freedom, in this mind
i’m dying overtime, you know i'm going to get mine
but i’d never want to take it from these arms of which are setting it all in place
so i can have a chance, to do it all over again, and maybe make a difference this time
maybe not fail as much this time, maybe make the best next time
