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Losing Sight of my reality
Dissolving into entirety
Deep breath in, long breath out
To erase every trace of my self doubt
I'm in the panic room!
my ego's dying right in front of me
I'm in the panic room!
Who I'm meant to be is not your policy
Ego suicide murdered my memories
To protect the meaning in everything
Wither down the stones
Leaving nothing unknown
looking back at me
Somewhere i'd never go
And the irony is
at the end of it all
I'm looking out for my soul
The final story told
Wasting my energy
So I can finally see
Who I'm meant to be is not your policy
Goddamn, Fuck you
Who I'm meant to be is not your policy
Goddamn, Fuck you
Who I'm meant to be is not your policy
it's not your policy
it's not your policy
it's not your policy
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No(Body) Language
01:56
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Why does everything feel so strange
I'm phasing out and I'll be back in a couple days
My perception starts to fade with the change of pace
pushing myself to a remissible state
Reassemble the hallow man
Followed the signs, lost my mind buried in my hands
Bent upon moving past the shaky state I'm in
Pull me in! Pull me in! Pull me in!
Sinking
Losing touch, a step away from going braindead
Running low I feel my legs go stiff
Staring into a broken mirror
Erase the past like a bullet through my fucking head
Like a bullet through my fucking head!
Who am I to say I never felt lifeless
Always fighting for a reason to exist
Dissociate the charlatan in my head
To propagate the sense of ease I had within
No one
No sun
Shines down on the soul that leads a periled path
Pay the toll to atone for the debt we leave
Face to face with the creature that I once was
A eulogy for the man I used to be!
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Sad Posture
03:03
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Endless pursuit
To aid my consciousness
I found the time to erase my false realities
All my dishonesty
It never mattered at all
Taking from everything
Disposed my faults to recall
Reconnect to align my mind
Everyday was the same I was living a lie
Taking blame to remit for my time
Who I was, never was, never knowing why
I refrain from the truth in disdain
Who's to blame but myself for every ounce of pain
Self inflicted wounds
Honesty was abuse
Everything I refused to confront was no use
Thinking back it's a shame that I couldn't see
Always thought it was cool to be my enemy
Building up inside, regret for everything
Led to the decay of self security
Reconnect to align my mind
Everyday was the same I was living a lie
Taking blame to remit for my time
Who I was, never was, never knowing why
I refrain from the truth in disdain
Who's to blame but myself for every ounce of pain
Self inflicted wounds
Honesty was abuse
Everything I refused to confront was the truth
Thinking back it's a shame that I couldn't see
Always thought it was cool to be my enemy
Building up inside, regret for everything
Led to the decay of my reality
Thinking back it's a shame that I couldn't see
Always thought it was cool to be my enemy
I've been living a lie
I've been living a lie
I've been living a lie
I've been living a lie
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