Visions in my head are spinning wildly, trying to get out
I need some rest, I need some still position
Everything I know is fading
It turns to be that I can’t be sure
Clockwork needs a still position to reset
Conversations with myself destabilizing
I’m confronting with myself
[pointless][helpless][reckless]
Pointless words, uncertainty
Paranoia holds the grip
[pointless][reckless][useless]
Opinions change sporadically
Clockwork needs a still position to reset
Conversations with myself destabilizing
Colors are flowing through my veins
Still the don’t seem to go away
Clockwork needs a still position to reset
Conversations with myself destabilizing
Don’t be so sure
Visions in my head slowly disappear, leaving sour taste
Voices fading out
Uncertainty seems to go away
Seems to go away…
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