Asylum

I wanna belong to your fever-less dream
I'd use it to characterise my machine
I would
I'd live in the space of what memory distorts
And I'd take out the guards of your palace for sport
I would

I say I know where your violence is
And how it's mirroring what your silence is
And how I shudder when it shuts on me
With the shapelessness that you put on me

Now I gather dust in your lobby of war
Like a key that you keep on the frame of the door
I do

My veins are wires and my throats a drain
And there's always something asleep in my brain
That cancels out the act I'm under
Where I'm struggling and I'm torn asunder
And I'm torn between what you keep and hide
While the problem here renovates in time
And so I force myself to fall and scream
From the shapelessness of a family tree



Credits
Writer(s): Eoghan Daly
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