Passaggio
I mark a difference
A lack of neurotransmission
Suddenly I find I'm feeling like I
Got no time
I've got no time to lose
Misunderstanding
Brain-reality barrier's grown far too demanding
Suddenly I find
If I feel it inside
It never really comes out quite right
What's the deal?
When I was younger, I felt more at ease
Now it all makes perfect sense
So long as it doesn't come from me
I'm seized by a vague and constant disgrace
I can't keep track of the look on my face
But I keep opening my mouth cause
To hear it back might bring some peace
She's got her issues
Too bad that the common one
Ain't "I still miss you."
Suddenly I find I have no idea why
I choose to hold on to feelings I can't apply
Internal struggle
Personal legacy in my own little bubble
Suddenly I find I'm stalling on line
Just to be told I've been fooled, it slipped by
Idealization
Might reach my destination
If not for constant rumination
Suddenly I find I'm taking this ride
For reasons worse than just to fill the time
There ain't no song that'll make a difference
It stacks up much the same anyway
What a thing to come to terms with
Worry absorbs concern in the brain
Forces a constant inward gaze
And you can't see through the haze
A lack of neurotransmission
Suddenly I find I'm feeling like I
Got no time
I've got no time to lose
Misunderstanding
Brain-reality barrier's grown far too demanding
Suddenly I find
If I feel it inside
It never really comes out quite right
What's the deal?
When I was younger, I felt more at ease
Now it all makes perfect sense
So long as it doesn't come from me
I'm seized by a vague and constant disgrace
I can't keep track of the look on my face
But I keep opening my mouth cause
To hear it back might bring some peace
She's got her issues
Too bad that the common one
Ain't "I still miss you."
Suddenly I find I have no idea why
I choose to hold on to feelings I can't apply
Internal struggle
Personal legacy in my own little bubble
Suddenly I find I'm stalling on line
Just to be told I've been fooled, it slipped by
Idealization
Might reach my destination
If not for constant rumination
Suddenly I find I'm taking this ride
For reasons worse than just to fill the time
There ain't no song that'll make a difference
It stacks up much the same anyway
What a thing to come to terms with
Worry absorbs concern in the brain
Forces a constant inward gaze
And you can't see through the haze
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Larkin
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