CHAPTER VIII: MONOTROPISM Lyrics

(Feels like my brain is running

one second behind the track)

(Feels like my brain is running

one second behind the track)

Learn it like an algorithm

Fall deeper into this black schism

I guess I'm seeing the vision

My mind is playing favouritism

So what? Who cares?

Thousand yard stare

Please define the definition

The meaning of 'optimism'

Got a one track mind but a several track heart

One thing at a time otherwise I'll fall apart

I see the eyes in the room

Waiting for me to come through

The formation they assume

My soul they want to consume

Watching their lips telling lies

Their words are their merchandise

They hate when you polarise

So show them your good side

One foot behind and one foot in front

Lets take a few steps, maybe we can make the jump

Or maybe we'll crash and burn

Forget everything we've learned

Because it's easy to do that

When pressure's on your back

Feels like my brain is running

One second behind the track

(Feels like my brain is running

one second behind the track)

And I'm stuck in the tarmac

And I have a lot to unpack

Or maybe I'm just a monomaniac

Got a one track mind but a several track heart

One thing at a time otherwise I'll fall apart

I see the eyes in the room

Waiting for me to come through

The formation they assume

My soul they want to consume

Watching their lips telling lies

Their words are their merchandise

They hate when you polarise

So show them your good side

Show them your good side you've got nothing to hide

Show them your good side you've got nothing to hide

Show them your good side you've got nothing to hide

Show them your good side you've got nothing to hide