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On this mortal plane
I always wonder i'm going
But i never stop to think of
Where i am now
It always feels like a competition
In this constant flow of time i drown
I feel myself start to slip in-
to a constant state of depression
immortalized by my own impression
of what other people think will bring succession
i see myself start to fall through
the small cracks that i made in my own walkthrough
i cant even start to imagine
where i could be if i had stability
All the people in my life i trust
have told me that ill be fine i just have see it through
though my evil head starts questioning that
if it hasnt gotten better by now how is it ever going to
On this mortal plane
I always wonder i'm going
But i never stop to think of
Where i am now
It always feels like a competition
In this constant flow of time i drown
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worker bee
02:23
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Looking back on the past
I can’t believe i expected us to last
I should’ve known better
All those times that i asked
How you were feeling
You never told me the truth
Though i really did care
Every interaction that we have
Makes me want to rip my heart out of my fucking chest
Every single time that we speak
I feel a part of me start to dwindle
A feeling that I can’t even start to describe
If you ever hear this
I really hope you’re doing well now
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i dont recognize myself in the mirror anymore
who the hell am i
ive lost all sense of self
in this pit of hell we call life
im living in third person
outside of my body
i cant separate
real emotions from performance
ive conformed to apathy in my everyday
i no longer feel a thing
it all just passes through me
i don’t remember a thing
my first action is repression
where my heart used to lay
is just a wasteland of none
my brain cant go a day
without wanting to power down for good
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free space (interlude)
00:16
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its instrumental lol
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i hope you dont mind that im dying wrapped up in your arms
i said i love you and i knew you loved me too
after that night we would never be the same
and now the feeling of byzantine is just a distant memory
i was there when the tsunami hit
it crashed over you and swept you in its wake
yeah i was there when the tsunami hit
it crashed over me and washed away my sympathy
ever since i lost you it feels like ive lost myself
but at what point do i become recycled
instead of having a redemption arc
i was there when the tsunami hit
it felt like a shitty ending after a really good build-up
oh i was there when the tsunami hit
i saw my life flash before my eyes, i wish i had held on, i wish i had held on
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