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A twisted crash Vibrations forming my personal currency A lifeline A sweatbox, the linear mind as one Who would have thought? This distant face Distant life Never before seen Deep sleep in deep sea Nerves torn from their ends Distant life Never before seen Deep sleep in deep sea Nerves torn from their ends It has been three nights and still the puzzle is cut by a shaky hand Carved out of improper materials Imperfect directions Instrumental A crushing sound soon awakes Where am I? The taste of sand wipes away the grime of my past life A crushing sound soon awake Where am I? The taste of sand wipes away the grime of my past life The life I fled The grip I loosened It has all caused an even pressure The kind they show us on our screens I've become what I've force-fed my entire life A drifter's dream, a loner's mind Wanting what they have Their perfect smiles and heartless lusts Instrumental On night four they come back Awaking a new life (over and over) Like I've been there before Living and breathing but still choking A mirror stares back I contort like the wheels in my head On night four they come back Awaking a new life (over and over) Like I've been there before Still choking Mirror stares back again Still, nothing happens Please wake up Instrumental I open my eyes The smell of morning skin The soft-touch of your hair Your breath I breathe in I open my eyes The smell of morning skin Soft-touch of your hair Your breath I breathe in I open my eyes The smell of morning skin Soft-touch of your hair Your breath I breathe in, breathe in The reality chases and catches up on actual alertness I'm awake A daydream Alone Silence This is the last few years rolled into one instance I need something new I jerk back in and out of a daydream self A backwards day Water surrounds A cool breeze wrapping its smell around my skin Instrumental The mid-day siren awakes what was a false idea of sleep Daydream society Walking past what we used to see Instrumental Beginning (again) (The runners come to a halt. The air seems half full) Walking into a certain state of... Walking into a certain state of... Walking into a certain state of... (into... state of... suffocation) Walking into... Confusion surrounds Day after day The questions I face The dealings I deal Do I complete me? Do I complete humanity? This day will determine it all Mirror stares back again I contort like the wheels in my head Still, nothing ever happens Please wake up Please wake me up
Writer(s): Thomas Giles Rogers, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Robert Dustin Waring, Cartland Blake Richardson, Daniel Hanford Briggs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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