Tunnels
Tunnels, when lights fade, will come alive
Dodge the beasts, evade the pain
Warm-bodied machines that don't want you to stay
I think I'm breaking down again
Remember to forget what was left behind
Avoid their eyes, get lost in the weight
Until it all evaporates
Silence in motion on this quiet tread
Searching for links that don't lead to the end
A slave to the pulse, it's sink or swim
And I think I've dug myself in too deep again
We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
A fated unease and half-hearted cries
Tied to your fate, bound to the lines
We dip and left in unstable air, a hole in my gut
Lead in my legs, dust from the tracks still choke this call
Silence in motion on this quiet tread
Searching for links that don't lead to the end
A slave to the pulse, it's sink or swim
And I think I've dug myself in too deep again
We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
All these voices, they hide in white noise
I'm not the same person I left behind
A slave to the pulse, it's sink or swim
And I think I've dug myself in too deep again
We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
Dodge the beasts, evade the pain
Warm-bodied machines that don't want you to stay
I think I'm breaking down again
Remember to forget what was left behind
Avoid their eyes, get lost in the weight
Until it all evaporates
Silence in motion on this quiet tread
Searching for links that don't lead to the end
A slave to the pulse, it's sink or swim
And I think I've dug myself in too deep again
We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
A fated unease and half-hearted cries
Tied to your fate, bound to the lines
We dip and left in unstable air, a hole in my gut
Lead in my legs, dust from the tracks still choke this call
Silence in motion on this quiet tread
Searching for links that don't lead to the end
A slave to the pulse, it's sink or swim
And I think I've dug myself in too deep again
We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
All these voices, they hide in white noise
I'm not the same person I left behind
A slave to the pulse, it's sink or swim
And I think I've dug myself in too deep again
We creep and glide, they stand forever tall as we ride
Brush shoulders with walls, underneath them all
Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Plapinger, Alexander Max Hershenow, Zach Nicita
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