Stasis

You’re so fascinated with the city
You’re so fascinated it’s acidic
You’re so fascinated with someone… someone…
You’re so fascinated with the city
So many have faded into spirit
You’re impersonated by someone you don’t even know
Process it away before you wake up
Deform and break up all you know
And hold on
Process it away to open spaces
Let stasis take control
Just hold on
You’re so fascinated with the city
In it’s constant state of flux
It was all the false opinion of someone you don’t even know
Process it away before you wake up
Deform and break up all you know
And hold on
Process it away to open spaces
Let stasis take control
Just hold on
Process it away…
Process it away…
Process it away…
Process it away…