Look ahead, I can't see
things I'de appreciate
and contrary to popular belief
here's the story that starts again
And in the circles of repetition
please create this bloody incision
that's going deeper until I faint and
don't revive my worthless state.
Oh Oh Here's the straw
that broke the camel's back
Oh Oh piling up to bury me alive.
NO…A bunch of insects feeding on my flesh
and here we go, Let's Start Again.
Future's here, the past is done
and all the things I love move on.
Here I wait, but alterations are making me more
On top of a hill, waiting to ascend, nothing I can retain
comprehensions at a minimum, bring on the repetition
I've made the