We can’t fare to exist
Within the limits of the self we’re left with
It’s embarrassing to say
Not gonna hold my breath
Levitate like there’s no life left
Extending everything myth
Every freudian slip
Tell me when do I feel less real
When does it stop when does it heal?
Don’t wanna exaggerate I knew it
Found the purest soul in the saloon
Watching you dance
Makes me wanna cry
Not gonna hold my breath
Never tempting fate like that
No not in this mess
No not in this mess
Tell me when do I feel less real
When does it stop when does it heal?
Can’t calculate the imminence of your fate
Patterns and never-ending traces
Displacement of scope isolated
Everything's accelerating
Everything
