Watabou
Anguist
Time offers a felicitous messageConclusively distorting fateStand your ground, stay together, never dwell on that which can't be helped Simplicity envelopes the mindThe comfortable feeling I get detaches me from myselfFrom myselfBecoming who I was in turn becomes a lossBut who I am to me seems outweighedBy everything I stood for once, now fading awayPhysically at a lowCognitively at a lowEquidistant from perfection (x2)Devoid of interactionSelf-observation validatedCrawling, crawlingCrawling, crawlingPhysically at a lowCognitively at a lowEquidistant from perfection
From Letras Mania