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Unaware of the air I breathe in,
Chemical compounds burning through my soul,
Give up and get up, kill it, cash it, and quit it.
Losing my mind, but I think I'm coming down
With something sick in my head, sick of your shit,
Sick of anxiously awaiting the moment I crack.
What's becoming on me may not enthrall
Those whose lives are overshadowed by a shallow minded whole.

Just memories, death, destinies abandoned,
She was the only thing I lost.
Fold at the knees, breathe confident, relax.
Left to face him on my own.
If it were up to me, I'd be out venturing
Into the wild unknown,
And when his grip released, I took a swing,
I am my father's son.

'Til Father said in his calmest voice:
"It's your move, now."
(It's too soon, and far too late to be out wandering tonight)
They said I'm out of control?
When I return, here we fucking go.

Confused, I'm pist and tired, now lost, been gone for hours,
Retracing circled footsteps, crawling through the snow.
When they finally find me, straps, leather chains unwinding,

Pull me down,
Put me out,
Shut me up.

Oh I'm sick, the illest in town.
Was it the room, the tune, or the crowd? Or my head?
How it hurts to converse only speaking in tongues.

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from Innerlakken, released October 19, 2014

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