Disconnector

There's nothing left to say
At a thousand words per second
I truly cannot tell if any of it's relevant
To this specific instant
Could someone tell me
How the fuck I ended up in this position?
In the middle of the ocean floating with no land in vision
I don't know where I'm going but I know we're growing distant
I feel the cycles slowing, sense of time is slowly slipping
See The locus of control's
No longer set
My focus on external stimulus
I strictly live in fiction
I Can't see the other side
Just got The windows tinted still
Though it's getting even easier to find my cynicism
When all of my surroundings are profoundly putrid
Simply put, I'm trying to break from all the inhibitions

That you place upon me
I'm rarely entertained
We've already had this conversation
Your face is changing
You're becoming a familiar stranger

(Inhibitions) that you place upon me
See, there's nothing left to say
We've already had this conversation

All the tales have been told
I've been freed, Let me go
As we coast down the road
I relinquish control

Yet another ephemeral moment
If you blink then it's already gone
All the tales have been told
Until the next episode

All the tales have been told
I've been freed, Let me go
What proceeds isn't always right
I relinquish control
And consume the unknowns
When you call know I
No I don't think twice

Yet another ephemeral moment
If you blink then it's already gone
All the tales have been told
Til the next episode

I think I've heard enough
We flow in circles

Ooooooooohhh