Negotiate the rise and shine line that were traversing
I am blind as I grind down my mind without reversing
Could it be worse than all of this mysterious conversing?
With some strange, anonymous missing persons
I’m afraid that I am lost; shadows of the past could not reveal the cost
Of the next ten years of tragic loss, and random thoughts
Too late to take the snapshots for it has now gone sometimes even happiness rots

Should I stand tall to wreck it then?
Or reconcile disagreement while these minor fenders bend
I’m sure once or twice I have hit send of a new mix, of a new trend
The audience defends while I shudder my eyes with pre-tense
Looking now away in a desperate attempt to pretend
Pretend that it’s all alright, while I rip things off the shelf
I could use a little help. . .
Grabbing the stool myself, protecting my own health
Addicted to the release of my inner self

The release of minor details and petty fluids sent to accrue, like flood gates from a womb
I don’t believe in doom but if it were ever true, this is where my life would flee the worldly view
Perspective renewed as I become surrounded by laughter
I fell off the map then returned to the living with the rapture
All knowledge seems to slowly melt away before our hands are even cupped to capture

I've wrestled raptors in my head while they sleep to pass it off as being dead
Awaken terror, all the while tangled with the tempting thoughts of dread
Return to bed or plain unconsciousness instead
Let’s laugh and let loose, leaving listeners with a little luck
To adhere to the standards except policies are old as fuck
So I slashed the prices, then slashed the nicest tires on the bandwagon and the trucks

I’m afraid that I am lost; shadows of the past could not reveal the cost
Of the next ten years of tragic loss, and random thoughts
Too late to take the snapshots for it has now gone sometimes even happiness rots