paroles de chanson Trepanning - 4 Star View

I've gotten so familiar with these voices in my hand that
I take them for my own
Call them my own
My only confidants left trusted all tarnished and rusted
I take them for my own
Call them my own

Look so deep within yourself to find a god or something else to
Fill the hole
Feel the hole?
Holy squabbles wandering refute refusal's offering
I take it for my own
Call it my own

Not the most elegant dismount from thrones ill-achieved
Feel achieved?
Chiefly and brave, seeing things go your way on your own
But they won't

Fell into the water well over our heads
Searching for nothing find humility instead
Build empires on congestion to keep you all distracted
Disguised by dysfunctional well-lit analysis

Divide
Occupied
With lies
Black and white
Grey subsides
Thank god for redaction, wait for the retraction

Sip from your sidepiece, wrap round your rosé
Sigh to the screen, half-caf almond milk latte
Parental pensions to boutique thrift stores
Hipster holograms pompous not poor
Cryptic codes for the dopamine, sentience fleeting
Evading edge of empathy, Fleeing from feeling
Mend this dichotomy
Live with lobotomy
Live with your zombies
Mend your autonomy