Look around this mess of apathetic memories deteriorating

Beneath it all a treasure trove of untold pleasures and tragedies

Working against me—all of my hopes and dreams

Clouding what I see. Escaping reality

Working against me—all of my hopes and dreams

Clouding what I see. Tuning out everything

There is a reason I never trust in you ever, forever under your hands

My only way out of this dead kind of life is the cure which you’ve tainted

Working against me—all of my hopes and dreams

Clouding what I see. Escaping reality

Working against me—all of my hopes and dreams

Clouding what I see. Tuning out everything

All that I have left is dying

World is lost but I’m not crying

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Written by Daniel José Soto