"Posture Syndrome" lyrics
"Posture Syndrome"
We're teaching them right, to think like we do
How to sound like us, and judge the truth
Cry on a pillow so far from home
Filling their heads with posture syndrome
If hypocrisy equals efficiency
Will they cut me out to make you believe
If I tell you that I can't breathe without you?
Blame the fly on the wall with nothing to lose
I used to think we could part like the seas
While always connected in full disbelief
Laying back, floating in the easy
Desire weaving a basket of grief
To hold all the lies, and the truths, and the wants
Conceal the causes of the obvious ones
The effect is the shepherd blocking the sun
Dressed like the common but planting the gun
Fire away from the sun
Under shadows, you can blame anyone
A mile away, a kaleidoscope
Busy filling their heads with posture syndrome
Busy filling their heads with posture syndrome
Busy filling their heads with posture syndrome
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"Posture Syndrome" (2025)
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