Steam Brain

Every move I make
As an act of resistance
Every move I make
As an act of resistance
For my steam brain to take
And twist into thread
Sews a tired sequence in the palm of my head

He is not the guiding force
He has too many thoughts
And grows upset at needles and the clock

They gathered together
And they made a large effort
They gathered together
And they made a large effort
And they grew as they fought
The good it got better and the bad it got worse
It was all in their head

He is not the guiding force
He has too many thoughts
And grows upset at needles and the clock

You're giving out
He's taking everything away
Won't you stop him, won't you slow him down
You're giving out
It doesn't have to be this way
Looping thoughts, fixations, shutting down

So what's it gonna be?
My friend? My enemy?
Tabula Rasa now, once again



Credits
Writer(s): Holden Frederick Moore Wilson
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