Virtual Reality

Convinced of a daydream, living the same.
Petering out, faltering, ushering in
lamentation. See through overlap.
Transparency frozen in time on a wall.
Because of this frigid social climate
secrets don't keep so well.
Tripledot the end of my sentence
nothing's ever finished to my satisfaction.
Face value, don't read into me.
I'm tired of trying to mean something more.
Just because I've been what you've come to expect
doesn't mean I'm locked in a groove on a record
repeating the same tired fucking lines over and over.
Inconsequential, I won't change your mind.
Hand me my sentence.
Or forgive and forget.
You laugh like music, and I just laugh back.
The perfect harmony: we intertwine.
Communicate in octaves: staccato falsetto.

I hope...

I hope to catch my breath.

It's such a curse that every song has to end.



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Fahey, Jason Coffin, Jayson Lavallee
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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