Blank Sheet Syndrome

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From: Have a Seat (2011)

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Everything feels deaf now
I’m trying to touch the sound of expression
Everything so empty now
Searching the words for meanings that are gone

I can't even express myself
I wanna shout, though nothing's coming out
Emptiness surrounding me, entwined
To the limbs of my mind

Everything so pointless now
I'm pouring ink of nonsense, insanity
Everything looks blind now
Just trying to grasp a sight of my reality

Time sits idle in withering space
So tired of feeling so out of place
Another day, merging with a blank sheet
Obsessed with unrevealed feelings
That too many times I tried mending
Another night, rambling over a blank sheet

In the desert of a purposeless existence
Can't you hear the echo in the distance?
The whispering waves of an ocean of dust
Is what remains of the ones that were lost
Vanishing in sub-consciousness
It's not long before madness consumes us

Walking down a never-ending hall
A thousand empty frames
Hanging on the walls
Finding the door in the end
Won't fix what has once been broken
Won't fill the abyss in your soul
Won't fill this enigmatic hole

Time sits idle in withering space
So tired of feeling so out of place
Another day, merging with a blank sheet
Obsessed with unrevealed feelings
That too many times I tried mending
Another night, rambling over a blank sheet

I don't know where I'm going anymore
I don't know what I'm doing anymore
Don't know who I am anymore
Don't know why I'm here anymore
Don't know when I'll rise from the floor
Don't know how to open the door, home
Don't know if I exist anymore
This must be what they call the blank sheet syndrome

Don't know what I'm doing anymore
Don't know who I am anymore
Don't know if I exist anymore
This must be what they call the blank sheet syndrome

Cannot cut the string of time
When the hourglass flips, you can't hide
A thousand days, waiting for a single line
You keep falling while never landing
Higher and lower with the tide
A thousand nights, drifting out of your mind
Of your mind

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from Have a Seat, released April 2, 2015

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