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Annoying Hum of Reality

by Moth Collector

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1.
The Wind 03:50
Sudden change of the wind And nothing is the same And the worst part is that There's no one to blame But we keep searching far and wide For pleasant lie to set us free And to defend our fragile minds We tell ourselves that everything That our loss And our pain Were just part Of the plan That nothing bad happens without a reason And someone above us must be pulling the strings Trying so hard to find someone guilty We end up too broken too see…
2.
Everything that we are is contained in these cells flesh is the prison of mind Everything that we are will wither and die and at some point turn into dust Even knowing there's long road ahead I keep thinking about where it ends my mind spiraling out of control I keep searching for ways to escape I keep trying to distract myself anything to forget where the road ends But this voice in my head Louder than sirens Keeps reminding me that We're all destined for silence So I keep singin these songs Louder and louder Trying to drown out this voice Harder and harder Wish I coul be like them Believe that road never ends But this voice in my head Louder than sirens Keeps reminding me that We're all destined for silence So I keep singin these songs Louder and louder Trying to drown out this voice Harder and harder
3.
So it goes… From the cradle to the grave There's not really much to say, just go on So it goes… Everything will turn to dust So until you still have time just have fun So it goes… At the end it's all the same Don't pretend you understand what's the point So it goes… From the cradle to the grave There's not really much to say, just go on I keep telling this to myself every single day I keep telling this to myself every single day But my disobedient heart still believes that it can find Some kind of higher meaning And it refuses to abandon hope It tells me life can be so much more It wants to create and it wants to destroy Instead of merely dreaming Maybe the truth is between In place where both sides collide Maybe the answer is clear If you just know where it hides But right now I'm just too tired To chase it over again Maybe tommorow I'll try I… keep telling this to myself I keep telling this to myself… And so it goes…
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Thursday 05:28
It feels like winter that stayed too long A scream that got stuck in my throat A problem we need to solve With nothing but hope It's like watching a future that shrinks As the past bloats and expands Feeling trapped somewhere inbetween With no way to escape It feels like home It feels like... home? So many nights I've spent, carving onto my bones Anger and despair, forgotten but not gone No matter where I am, the past still lingers on, And when my bones are touched, it still feels like…

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released October 1, 2022

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