Rorschach

Eyes on the screen
We have all the information now, but what does it mean?
Reason's a tease
Drank up all that hemlock, here I am just reading the leaves
Left wondering:
what happened to the life we lost, that got lost in the living?

And all this fiction makes me nervous
Turns out it was blood spilled on the canvas
we admired just like some Rorschach painting

The film in your brain—it edits to
remember, keeps the figure in the frame
It's a sacrificial violence,
all those passed over in silence then cast out with the blame
And I'm trying to stay sane—meanwhile, t
he river of forgetfulness starts spilling the banks

Caught in a lie and instead of fessing
up, we'd sooner just go out of our heads
I've been holding up my end when I should have
doubled down on my own atom bomb shelter instead

Oh, oh, how you gonna hold on?
How you gonna hold on?
How you gonna hold on to every thing?
Oh, oh, how you gonna hold on?
How you gonna hold on?
How you gonna hold on to your memory?
Oh, oh, how you gonna hold on?
How you gonna hold on?
How you gonna hold on when you know that you can't?



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Morton
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