Pans Shadow Lyrics

A single phrase that left her mouth

Eviscerates my sense of self

I shrink to eight

And wince with pain

And sink in place

At dinner plates

Send for help

Before it infiltrates

And lingers in my brain

And I can't get my thinking straight

To get it out

It's kept in cells and incubates

And it's a phase that never quells

Dismissed and disengaged

As if to say it's just a symptom of my mental health

I fish for change in wishing wells

And sit and wait and interlace my fingers

Is it depraved I didn't pray at grace

Cause it's too late and it amounts to little difference

So I disavow religion

When the winter melts

Let the river swell

And the village drown

Why would I quibble with my widow's spouse

I'm just a crippled Christmas mouse

Living in this big old house

Invisible and kicked about

Lit the flame

Incinerate the list of names that let me down

It'd be quicker to say who did it now

Whilst I whistle with my chisel

While I'm trying to strike some middle ground

With the wrinkled brow of wisdom

I finally caught my shadow

But I might have lost my tinker bell

Well I won't stick around where I'm not wanted

So I lift like clouds and drizzle

While I'm drifting interstellar with the windows down

I sing aloud to syncopated rhythm

These days I seem to think a lot

About the things that I forgot

These days I seem to think a lot

About the things that I forgot

Don't confront me with my failures

I had not forgotten them

I'm maladaptive, never had no validation

Every statement is an accusation

Facing baseless allegations

I wax poetic

While they're waiting with waning patience

I'm battle tested

In the bad old sections

Of the hallowed sacred spaces

And that'll last forever as it has for ages

My mind's cohabitated

Half insane

The other half is masquerading

As an agitated intake patient

I think they think I'm crazy

Cause when I'm angry

I can say things

That'll make you hate me baby

And my rage just ain't been satiated lately

So I raise the stakes

And play my ace

And maybe I just made a grave mistake

Cause now there ain't no saving grace

When they paint me in a way that I don't see myself

I let the demons free

But I don't need a cell

No I need a padded room

Before I leave this house in tattered ruins

Only adding to the collateral

Attaboy that'll do

I hope you're happy now

Cause you can pack your bags and screw

Put that as a loop and you can have it as a tune

And I can play it back for you

I hope you're happy now cause you can pack your bags and screw

I hope you're happy now cause you can pack your bags and screw

These days I seem to think a lot

About the things that I forgot

These days I seem to think a lot

About the things that I forgot

Don't confront me with my failures

I had not forgotten them

These days