This track is about the sadness, self reflection, and identity change that comes with being alone.
lyrics
Some sum it up for me,
All of my sad campaigns,
I need a voice to come remind me how to be
Somebody else, explain,
What it's for, it's for, It's something that I wish I could ignore,
I'm too young to feel this disconnected, yet too old to feel like I'm neglected,
It's four, It's four, It's four more years away from life before,
Before I ever lost my touch with almost everyone,
The etiquette for simply having fun at all,
Going for another stroll,
With nowhere in mind to go,
My shoes no longer fit upon my feet
And even the ground feels unfamiliar down below,
Of course, of course,
It's a paranoidal reflex for remorse,
I'm a stranger walking round in my own skin,
So dizzy from how fast I tend to spin,
Off course, off course,
This sense of misdirection reinforced,
Getting myself down from nearly anything,
The smallest stuff feels like it's anchoring me down,
Gone on for too long overdrawn,
I am long gone, felling drawn to something more,
All bare, I bear some false, self-loathing sense of lack of care,
It's not quite as bad as I suspected,
I just need to get my thoughts collected here again,
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