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| Song title | |||
| "process of erosion" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| August 19, 2019 | |||
| Singer | |||
| Eleanor Forte and GUMI | |||
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| Neptune Syrup (music, lyrics, illustration, video) | |||
| Views | |||
| 300+ | |||
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Lyrics
given the substance
of your brain then this
sensation is in your amygdala
rejection or disconnection it is
trapped in the deep parts of your system
you may reminisce
of the ones you miss
but forgiveness is not your freedom
liberation is regulation of
emotional memories you own
over and over
all the memories come back to you
and upset the lines
if you just tried to forget everything
you would be a new object being
if the chemicals fill you to the brim
with an excess of norepinephrine
your heart will begin
to beat from within
crushing your chest into lead and tin
Painful as it is Broken as you are
Severed heads cant come to New conclusions
get used to the sensations from back then
they will haunt you even if you run
over and over
all the memories come back to you
and upset the lines
if you just tried to forget everything
you would be a new object being
give all your thoughts to me
and let them be laid to rest in
the chemical grave
pop one more in before the adrenaline
fills your head ‘stead of medicine
reality bends recollections blend
until you lose sight of your design
if its all pretend when will it all end
you just don't want to be misaligned
over and over
all the memories come back to you
and upset the lines
if you just tried to forget everything
you would be a new object being
give all your thoughts to me
and let them be laid to rest in
the chemical grave
pop one more in before the adrenaline
fills your head ‘stead of medicine