Our mind is filled with all that’s never coming back
We’re unconscious but that’s our favorite illusion
Our eyes are the curtains that hide the most beautiful lies
Dying is when we forget to be alive
Silence grows from the inside of our minds
The best way to go is when we’re not paying attention
Just before we learn how this life was about contemplation
Pretending to be here until we finally disappear
Dying is when we forget to be alive
Silence grows from the inside of our minds
I want to get lost inside my head
‘Cause there’s nowhere to hide
I believe in what’s inside my head
And there’s nothing outside
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