"Memory Palace" lyrics
"Memory Palace"
Awake me
Stoic and ready. Living in levity
Static entry
Chatter has left me. A statue grown
With intentions from my own
I stutter on. Key driven
A swollen breeze insults me
The scent of a natural place
Chatter has left me. A statue grown
With intentions from my own
I stutter on. Key driven
Horrid thoughts finally leave me
Dismiss the notion of the unwanted force
Static entry. Alone and free
Awake me
I never want to get out of here
Visions of my past will disappear
I never end
Focus on melody
The sounds under my eyes
Dreaming inside of this world inside my mind
Drift on
Never end
Static exit. Animate
Tubes swim with my veins
An orchestra of lights graze over my corpse
Our souls are melting
Immobilized limbs secret liquid smoke
Fill the room with fear
A losing act draws in the final wake
Overcome "the end"
I did not. I did not want to come back
I did not... Take me back
It's over
I sit drenched in the summary of my past
Live in the name of the ghost
I drift on
Focus on melody
The sounds under my eyes
Dreaming inside of this world inside my mind
Drift on
Never end
Writer(s): Thomas Giles Rogers, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Robert Dustin Waring, Cartland Blake Richardson, Daniel Hanford Briggs
- AZLyrics
- B
- Between The Buried And Me Lyrics
album:
"Coma Ecliptic" (2015)
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