Pushing through a winter’s Mosaic, baby’s just a coveted stretch of the mind.
Riding out the gale in a notch watch, baby’s just a junkie’s next step on a line.
Dancing on a moon you’ve created, baby’s just the proper place to look at the sun,
While it burns through the void and the people around watch the virus reorder the sum.
What is with this affliction that’s got me?
Pinwheel timeline turning round and round.
Do I fear myself or do I fear
The one that comes creeping without even a sound?
Sitting in your bed in the twilight, baby’s just the way to scare yourself to the mic.
Finding some way to live these effects is just a way to find a self that you like.
Death and order, rebirth, and leaves on the trees are just the omnipresent forces you feel
That pull you to hell and push you to sell what you’ve always known might be real.
What is with this affliction that’s got me?
Pinwheel timeline turning round and round.
Do I fear myself or do I fear
The one that comes creeping without even a sound?
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