Recorded by Travis Lautenschlager, with artwork by Marty Vota.
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lyrics
Forced to write on these lines
what do they even mean?
Converting words, a mental blackboard
lost conveniently in time.
Choking, my life, everything, remains unclear.
Trapped in a repeating prison
boundaries seem so endless.
A mental demon forces you to listen
fucking mental madness!
My time has stopped, I must go back
Slowly unlearning how to function in our world.
What to do? Where to go? Semantics come to a halt.
My time has stopped, I must go back
to save the entire procedural memory.
I can't recall myself ever being real
Some say I'm fried, I can't even feel,
But I say I'm lost, fading through time
Encoding the failure that decays my mind.
A natural interference has sent me repression
A visual depiction of self recognition
So I say I'm lost, fading through time
Encoding the failure decaying my mind.