Limbic Lyrics

Can someone get this ghost out of my machine?

It keeps fogging up my dreams and making choices I don't see

Dualism, is it me or is it discrepancy?

It's the concepts of mind that makes us all feel completely-

-inadequate, I'm out of it, I bound to quit

I'm average, back to back packs of my silly habit again

Stumbling towards the end, its the journey not the dent

Don't think of money spent or at least try to play pretend

What's keeping me all content?

Live freely but won't defend

And I'll humbly condescend

Till I suddenly comprehend

That you and I, will never die until I say we say we can

Immortalized by family ties and those shaken hands

Hell - is other people

Living life through a peephole

There's no good inside this evil

Will we ever get a sequel?

Knowing so can't be peaceful

Like the souls of the deceitful

Every human is my equal

So then why do I feel so fucking feeble?

I'll never know

I'll never know, what's in of your frontal lobe

I'll never show, where the hell am I even suppose to go?

When your heart is at your home but your home was split in two

When you've traveled all alone with the lies that they spewed

But who are you? And who am I? Am I ever satisfied?

Can we go outside without us wearing a disguise?

I tend to hide, attentive hive, where's my steady 10 to 5?

Can't identify why I'm intrinsically shy

Easily upset

Change the subject

What's next? I thought I could forget the past tense

A constant absence

​Lack of traction

Unforgettable fragments

Why'd this even have to happen?

Someone let me off this stupid contraption

When will I finally step in and take some action?

Getting sick of asking, when's my go at relaxing?

Identity is cracking, limbic system crashing