Imprtative motion
Decidedly spoken for
Slowly gaining on me
Slowly gaining on me
I've ripped my seams.
Fell in the cracks between
The things that i feel
Feel like they're worlds away.
Now they seperate me
I've lost signal from the outside
Time didn't waste any time
I've been reaching from the inside
Destroying me
I once beleived we were the rising seed
But we retreat with every passing day
Now they replicate me.