I sank down the plane of delusion
It's vast expanses mocked my advances, and bid me,
"Oh fragile mind, you will learn how to fracture."
Scrawled across the walls the suffering saint cries out,
"Is it madness to retreat from the myopic gaze[1] that holds us captive?"[2]
Follow me, I'll take you to the edge of reason
Fall with me[3], we'll make a home in our delusion
I split my mind[4] ten thousand times, but in every world there's no exit
No exit.[5]
No madness in a dream[6] - no walls surround me to keep me safe
The straight line you draw for me:
So perfect, so pure.
Untie me from reality
When every word is falling from your mouth, don't let it become your escape.
Make an escape from the monolith[7]; scale the lies of material despondency
I waited on the tracks of reason, but my train of thought it never came, it never came.[8]
The straight line you draw for me:
So perfect, so pure; so perfect, so pure.
I'd change the world but I can't change myself.
I saw you shout at the shadows.[9]
I'd change the world but I'm chained to myself.
Define paranoia[10]
Follow me, I'll take you to the edge of reason
Fall with me... but could the lips of God grace a withered fruit?[11][12]
[1 George Orwell, "Nineteen Eighty-Four".
2 Frantz Fanon, "The Wretched of the Earth".
3 Søren Kiekegaard, "The Concept of Anxiety".
4 R.D. Laing, "The Divided Self".
5 Jean-Paul Sartre, "No Exit".
6 John Nash, "A Beautiful Mind".
7 Michel Foucault, "Discipline and Punish".
8 I had an encounter a man suffering from delusions in Penn Station, NYC He was fixated on a particular train coming, one that seemed wholly fictional from my perspective.
9 Albert Camus, "The Stranger".
10 R.D. Laing, "The Politics of Experience".
11 Matthew 21:19.
12 Schizophrenia is a long-term, complex medical illness.]
It's vast expanses mocked my advances, and bid me,
"Oh fragile mind, you will learn how to fracture."
Scrawled across the walls the suffering saint cries out,
"Is it madness to retreat from the myopic gaze[1] that holds us captive?"[2]
Follow me, I'll take you to the edge of reason
Fall with me[3], we'll make a home in our delusion
I split my mind[4] ten thousand times, but in every world there's no exit
No exit.[5]
No madness in a dream[6] - no walls surround me to keep me safe
The straight line you draw for me:
So perfect, so pure.
Untie me from reality
When every word is falling from your mouth, don't let it become your escape.
Make an escape from the monolith[7]; scale the lies of material despondency
I waited on the tracks of reason, but my train of thought it never came, it never came.[8]
The straight line you draw for me:
So perfect, so pure; so perfect, so pure.
I'd change the world but I can't change myself.
I saw you shout at the shadows.[9]
I'd change the world but I'm chained to myself.
Define paranoia[10]
Follow me, I'll take you to the edge of reason
Fall with me... but could the lips of God grace a withered fruit?[11][12]
[1 George Orwell, "Nineteen Eighty-Four".
2 Frantz Fanon, "The Wretched of the Earth".
3 Søren Kiekegaard, "The Concept of Anxiety".
4 R.D. Laing, "The Divided Self".
5 Jean-Paul Sartre, "No Exit".
6 John Nash, "A Beautiful Mind".
7 Michel Foucault, "Discipline and Punish".
8 I had an encounter a man suffering from delusions in Penn Station, NYC He was fixated on a particular train coming, one that seemed wholly fictional from my perspective.
9 Albert Camus, "The Stranger".
10 R.D. Laing, "The Politics of Experience".
11 Matthew 21:19.
12 Schizophrenia is a long-term, complex medical illness.]