Synchron Lyrics

Gaining the self
but losing a sense of the other
where form is refined
footsteps too far to redeem
a living s***e on the shelf
discovers the law of your lies
now all that remains are the thin sheets
that cover your eyes

but the shape of your neck
and free will align
a discordant house of cards
now in synchrony
contracts ripped up
reflections torn apart
while wisdom is left for the wise

the voice of reason
devours its opposite
now all that remains
are the thin sheets that cover your eyes

where the shape of your neck
and free will align
corpse abandoned where it's cast
and defying anaesthesia
where the seer is found to lie
your unsurest hairs refined
now in synchrony

sure hands lead to your arm
while abandoned ideas surround us
a plan to answer your I