Specular Reflection

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



Credits
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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