Superconducting Supercolliders
Syncope
I work with precision;
Concepts, heuristics and excision
Of my mistaken visions.
Cognitive refrains
Driving me insane
I hate this division;
I’ve got transmitted indecision
Throughout my nervous system.
Syncopated pain,
Rooted in the brain.
Letras de canciones
And I can’t see,
Fighting syncope.
Who’s driving this car right now,
'Cause I don’t think it’s me.
No, I can’t see,
This is syncope.
Who’s living this life right now,
'Cause I know it’s not me.
Mental persecution
Leads to problems with hypoperfusion
And cognition dissolution.
I hate this solution;
I’m on the floor as resolution
To nervous retribution.
Neural amp and gain,
Circuits linked in chains.
And I can’t see,
Fighting syncope.
Who’s driving this car right now,
Cause I don’t think it’s me.
No I can’t see
This is syncope.
Who’s living this life right now,
'Cause I know it’s not me.
And I can’t see,
Fighting syncope.
Who’s driving this mind right now,
'Cause I don’t think it’s me.
No I can’t see,
This is syncope.
Who’s living this lie right now,
'Cause I know it’s not me.
From Letras Mania