Tunnel Visions
I’ve tried to reason with you
Washing you away without any soap
We are one in the same
You’ve been hanged by your own rope
Don’t act like I don’t notice
My Conscience is on fire
It’s like severing a nerve with a blow torche
I’ll leave it on the funeral pyre
I don’t wanna leave myself this way
But if I do, it will find me
Ya can’t just chain yourself down
And expect to feel free
Who wants to deliver my eulogy?
I am vaguely conflicted
I found my off switch
And subsequently flicked it
Let’s all find our rifles
We can play Americans and vietcong
I’ll hide in my jungle
And you can be perpetually wrong
So I can’t find my mind
That’s good when you’re stuck with it
Loneliness is a hollow noise
She gives a shovel and you dig a pit
You can feel her touch
As you dissolve from the inside
We can pretend everything’s fine
But man, this ain’t no joy ride
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