Текст песни Genesis - Ren
When
I'm
by
myself
I
find
my
mind
starts
drifting
somewhere
else
It's
not
inside
this
dimension,
it's
definitely
somewhere
else
I
wrestle
with
my
thoughts
Constant
wrestle
with
my
mental
health
I'm
put
on
life
support,
I've
been
put
up
on
the
highest
shelf,
ah
My
whole
life,
I've
been
fighting
This
cake
it
don't
have
icing
These
mantras
I'm
reciting
They're
meant
to
keep
me
sane
I
don't
know
if
they're
working
Cerebral
cortex
hurting
Maybe
it's
all
learning
Maybe
it's
'cause
life
is
a
lottery,
what
an
anomaly
Sometimes
it's
riches
and
sometimes
it's
poverty
Sometimes
your
nerves
have
been
fried
by
neuropathy
Begging
the
surgeon
to
have
a
lobotomy
Honestly,
I'ma
speak
honestly
Honestly,
life
is
ironically
fucking
me
chronically
I
have
been
ill
in
myself
and
it
bothers
me
License
for
killing
myself,
call
me
Connery,
ah
I'ma
be
straight
with
you
now
I'ma
go
straight
for
the
heart
Pupils
dilate
in
the
dark
People
die
late
in
the
dark
Noah
was
late
for
the
arc,
hmm
Noah
was
late
for
the
arc
Genesis,
rain
and
it
rain
when
it
starts
Genesis,
pain
in
the
art
Genesis,
aim
for
the
heart
Genesis
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Genesis
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
When
I'm
by
myself
I
find
my
mind
starts
drifting
somewhere
else
It's
not
inside
this
realm
of
thought
It's
definitely
somewhere
else
Wage
war
upon
my
demons
I've
been
knocking
on
the
gates
of
hell
A
heretic,
a
heathen,
I've
been
screaming
in
this
padded
cell
It's
pain
making,
my
pain
waking
It's
painstakingly
cold
My
soul
aching,
my
bones
breaking
When
holding
on
to
control
Wrap
yellow
tape
'round
the
body
shape
Put
the
body
in
the
bag,
zip,
close
It's
malignant,
it's
mutating
It's
such
a
sight
to
behold
Uh-huh,
mm-hmm
Let
me
be
real
for
a
second,
mm-mm
Tongue
is
a
gun,
is
a
weapon,
mm
Reload,
bla-bla,
dead
'em,
mm-mm
Beast
mode,
Armageddon,
'geddon
Let
me
take
the
wheel
for
a
second
Hit
a
hoop
like
Shaquille
O'Neal
with
aggression
Regroup
with
a
three-point
steal
in
succession
Swish,
whoop,
and
I'm
making
'em
feel
the
profession
Making
'em
feel
the
profession,
making
'em
feel
the
profession
Time
is
the
order,
the
lesson
Time
is
a
murderous
weapon
Time
is
a
curse
and
a
blessing
Time
is
confined
in
the
eye
of
my
mind
That
reminds
me
that
life
is
just
slipping
right
by
Take
my
piece
of
the
pie
and
then
feed
and
unwind
I
find
freedom
in
rhymes
to
define
my
depression
I'ma
be
straight
with
you
now
I'ma
go
straight
for
the
heart
Pupils
dilate
in
the
dark
People
die
late
in
the
dark
Noah
was
late
for
the
arc,
mm
Noah
was
late
for
the
arc
Genesis,
rain
and
it
rain
when
it
starts
Genesis,
pain
in
the
art
Genesis,
aim
for
the
heart
Genesis
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Genesis
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
Ah-ne-ne-ne-na-na-na-na-na-ne-ne-ne
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