The Mind Bends to a Will of Its Own
๐ต 883 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:03 duration
๐ ID: 3317484
๐ Lyrics
They said it's all in my head
Like that's not the fucking problem
Searching for a feeling
A semblance familiar
Floor to the ceiling
The wall of eyes leering
Fruition of anxieties
Suicide analogies
All I want is an exit
All I am is a nervous wreck
Wrong inflection, disconnection
Feel the essence shift
Armageddon premonition
I think myself sick
Leave me where you found me
Free me from the grey
Before I wind up dead
Drag me out of my head
I'm a perpetual deficit, made of missing pieces
Absence in my chest, screw loose in my head
Rorschach, fever dreams
In fucking hell, but home it seems
Leave me where you found me
Leave me in the grey
While the mind bends to a will of its own
They said, it gets easier
But I'm starting to think they lied to me
Lie to me
Migraine like a freight train
Mind gone down the sink hole
Nothing for me here
Might drive home, with my eyes closed
Like that's not the fucking problem
Searching for a feeling
A semblance familiar
Floor to the ceiling
The wall of eyes leering
Fruition of anxieties
Suicide analogies
All I want is an exit
All I am is a nervous wreck
Wrong inflection, disconnection
Feel the essence shift
Armageddon premonition
I think myself sick
Leave me where you found me
Free me from the grey
Before I wind up dead
Drag me out of my head
I'm a perpetual deficit, made of missing pieces
Absence in my chest, screw loose in my head
Rorschach, fever dreams
In fucking hell, but home it seems
Leave me where you found me
Leave me in the grey
While the mind bends to a will of its own
They said, it gets easier
But I'm starting to think they lied to me
Lie to me
Migraine like a freight train
Mind gone down the sink hole
Nothing for me here
Might drive home, with my eyes closed
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.66] They said it's all in my head
[00:33.93] Like that's not the fucking problem
[00:38.27] Searching for a feeling
[00:40.27] A semblance familiar
[00:42.36] Floor to the ceiling
[00:44.66] The wall of eyes leering
[00:47.76] Fruition of anxieties
[00:49.66] Suicide analogies
[00:51.87] All I want is an exit
[00:54.33] All I am is a nervous wreck
[01:05.99] Wrong inflection, disconnection
[01:08.64] Feel the essence shift
[01:10.35] Armageddon premonition
[01:13.14] I think myself sick
[01:15.18] Leave me where you found me
[01:19.84] Free me from the grey
[01:30.63] Before I wind up dead
[01:32.34] Drag me out of my head
[01:49.41] I'm a perpetual deficit, made of missing pieces
[01:53.39] Absence in my chest, screw loose in my head
[01:58.77] Rorschach, fever dreams
[02:00.92] In fucking hell, but home it seems
[02:03.23] Leave me where you found me
[02:05.43] Leave me in the grey
[02:12.12] While the mind bends to a will of its own
[02:27.80] They said, it gets easier
[02:32.62] But I'm starting to think they lied to me
[02:38.63] Lie to me
[02:51.57] Migraine like a freight train
[02:53.36] Mind gone down the sink hole
[02:56.03] Nothing for me here
[02:58.53] Might drive home, with my eyes closed
[03:02.18]
[00:33.93] Like that's not the fucking problem
[00:38.27] Searching for a feeling
[00:40.27] A semblance familiar
[00:42.36] Floor to the ceiling
[00:44.66] The wall of eyes leering
[00:47.76] Fruition of anxieties
[00:49.66] Suicide analogies
[00:51.87] All I want is an exit
[00:54.33] All I am is a nervous wreck
[01:05.99] Wrong inflection, disconnection
[01:08.64] Feel the essence shift
[01:10.35] Armageddon premonition
[01:13.14] I think myself sick
[01:15.18] Leave me where you found me
[01:19.84] Free me from the grey
[01:30.63] Before I wind up dead
[01:32.34] Drag me out of my head
[01:49.41] I'm a perpetual deficit, made of missing pieces
[01:53.39] Absence in my chest, screw loose in my head
[01:58.77] Rorschach, fever dreams
[02:00.92] In fucking hell, but home it seems
[02:03.23] Leave me where you found me
[02:05.43] Leave me in the grey
[02:12.12] While the mind bends to a will of its own
[02:27.80] They said, it gets easier
[02:32.62] But I'm starting to think they lied to me
[02:38.63] Lie to me
[02:51.57] Migraine like a freight train
[02:53.36] Mind gone down the sink hole
[02:56.03] Nothing for me here
[02:58.53] Might drive home, with my eyes closed
[03:02.18]