You're only with me because you're sick
It's only natural, it's automatic
Subconscious habits that need to be fixed
Sometimes i can't tell whose more solipsistic
We're together on feeble grounds
I know i'll make my way to your lost and found
When you quietly turn your life around
I know i'll make my way to your lost and found
We're both victims of circumstance, i don't disagree
We can't be there for each other if we're out of body
Circling above, trying to understand our own behavior
Surgical gloves, dissecting patterns with cameras and tracers
Trying to be a saviour
Its not fair your dog died he was barely two years old
Its not fair i'm alive, i took his place i'm so old, i'm so old