Synapse
๐ต 1162 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:16 duration
๐ ID: 7772099
๐ Lyrics
A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image.
Perfection is the harshest term.
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
Don't look at me.
Don't look at me, it hurts.
The neurons have fired:
A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
I can't find the words.
The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image.
Perfection is the harshest term.
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
Don't look at me.
Don't look at me, it hurts.
The neurons have fired:
A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
I can't find the words.
The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
It's too late for rational sense
The neurons have fired
A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image.
Perfection is the harshest term.
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
Don't look at me.
Don't look at me, it hurts.
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image.
Perfection is the harshest term.
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
Don't look at me.
Don't look at me, it hurts.
The neurons have fired:
A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
I can't find the words.
The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image.
Perfection is the harshest term.
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
Don't look at me.
Don't look at me, it hurts.
The neurons have fired:
A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
I can't find the words.
The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
It's too late for rational sense
The neurons have fired
A single moment was enough to create this:
A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
Hits and forms an image.
Perfection is the harshest term.
The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
Don't look at me.
Don't look at me, it hurts.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:50.94] A single moment was enough to create this:
[00:57.01] A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
[01:01.66] Hits and forms an image.
[01:05.58] Perfection is the harshest term.
[01:09.47] The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
[01:13.99] Don't look at me.
[01:16.47] Don't look at me, it hurts.
[01:24.55] The neurons have fired:
[01:30.28] A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
[01:34.34] I can't find the words.
[01:40.02] The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
[01:47.32] When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
[01:56.58] A single moment was enough to create this:
[02:03.57] A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
[02:07.84] Hits and forms an image.
[02:11.76] Perfection is the harshest term.
[02:16.05] The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
[02:20.54] Don't look at me.
[02:22.50] Don't look at me, it hurts.
[02:30.36] The neurons have fired:
[02:36.51] A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
[02:40.18] I can't find the words.
[02:46.23] The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
[02:53.38] When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
[03:03.31] It's too late for rational sense
[03:09.74] The neurons have fired
[03:19.62] A single moment was enough to create this:
[03:26.11] A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
[03:30.26] Hits and forms an image.
[03:34.66] Perfection is the harshest term.
[03:38.95] The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
[03:42.91] Don't look at me.
[03:45.77] Don't look at me, it hurts.
[03:53.42]
[00:57.01] A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
[01:01.66] Hits and forms an image.
[01:05.58] Perfection is the harshest term.
[01:09.47] The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
[01:13.99] Don't look at me.
[01:16.47] Don't look at me, it hurts.
[01:24.55] The neurons have fired:
[01:30.28] A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
[01:34.34] I can't find the words.
[01:40.02] The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
[01:47.32] When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
[01:56.58] A single moment was enough to create this:
[02:03.57] A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
[02:07.84] Hits and forms an image.
[02:11.76] Perfection is the harshest term.
[02:16.05] The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
[02:20.54] Don't look at me.
[02:22.50] Don't look at me, it hurts.
[02:30.36] The neurons have fired:
[02:36.51] A torrential surge through the optic nerve...
[02:40.18] I can't find the words.
[02:46.23] The warmth of a body in an empty bed...
[02:53.38] When only the scent is left, only dissent is left.
[03:03.31] It's too late for rational sense
[03:09.74] The neurons have fired
[03:19.62] A single moment was enough to create this:
[03:26.11] A retinal distraction when a scatter of light
[03:30.26] Hits and forms an image.
[03:34.66] Perfection is the harshest term.
[03:38.95] The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse.
[03:42.91] Don't look at me.
[03:45.77] Don't look at me, it hurts.
[03:53.42]