Lungless Trance
Is it fear?
Or just another means of ignoring what's in front of me
Debilitate and try to control a hierarchy that I cannot see
Pull down the shutters
Closed tight so I can start to breathe
Nothing surrounds me
But white noise inside of my head
Quietly drifting
Patiently waiting
I'm dreaming but I'm still awake
Kill the lights
We fell asleep to the pain of rotting bones
And I pluralize just to forget that I'm alone
It is fear
That's keeping me from pursuing the things in front of me
Misdiagnosed
But still it dwindles on
How do I medicate something that isn't there?
Where's the placebo effect when you need it?
I've conformed to the great unknown
When it doesn't even know who I am
I've cleared cut across the map
So why am I still lost?
Find me a place
Find me a place
Find me a face
To disguise myself from the beast living above the empty space inside of my head
We fell asleep to the pain of rotting bones
And I pluralize just to forget that I'm alone
