[Verse 1]
All they want’s to press the reset
Wipe corrupted mindset
Corroded chains are hanging
Weighing heavy ’round their frail neck
Break away, spine, head crack
Alienated like headcrabs
Solitude is just a fact
That fades in like a soundtrack
Deafening like a car wreck
High decibels no cutback
Heart’s attacked, they’re fallin’ back
Brain’s scattered like a bird flock
Got a knack for cul-de-sacs
Break apart, to ruin and wrack
Like water through these petty cracks
Flows down and under, make your path
[Verse 2]
Pitch black, no slack, now the cord is tight
Trek back, no tracks, breath’s cold as ice
Neck crack, slow clack, all else’s calm as night
Panic attack, to the core affright
No fight left inside, just an empty divide
Caught in a riptide, in disarray they reside
In this affray ostracized, feelin’ astray since their rise
Trapped in a landslide, soul fades away in their eyes
The distress is on the rise, they dismiss it like the rest
But there’s no rest for the weak, this fury’s bona fide
Bones and fibers compose the body, but what consists of the soul?
So little do they know ‘bout what they fuckin’ lack control of
[Bridge]
So fuckin' ironic how like... been writing this shit but like... it's not really helping any-
All they want’s to press the reset
Wipe corrupted mindset
Corroded chains are hanging
Weighing heavy ’round their frail neck
Break away, spine, head crack
Alienated like headcrabs
Solitude is just a fact
That fades in like a soundtrack
Deafening like a car wreck
High decibels no cutback
Heart’s attacked, they’re fallin’ back
Brain’s scattered like a bird flock
Got a knack for cul-de-sacs
Break apart, to ruin and wrack
Like water through these petty cracks
Flows down and under, make your path
[Verse 2]
Pitch black, no slack, now the cord is tight
Trek back, no tracks, breath’s cold as ice
Neck crack, slow clack, all else’s calm as night
Panic attack, to the core affright
No fight left inside, just an empty divide
Caught in a riptide, in disarray they reside
In this affray ostracized, feelin’ astray since their rise
Trapped in a landslide, soul fades away in their eyes
The distress is on the rise, they dismiss it like the rest
But there’s no rest for the weak, this fury’s bona fide
Bones and fibers compose the body, but what consists of the soul?
So little do they know ‘bout what they fuckin’ lack control of
[Bridge]
So fuckin' ironic how like... been writing this shit but like... it's not really helping any-
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