Ataxia Lyrics

I want so badly to believe

In the world in the magazines:

Better homes,

Life refined.

(But I'm) without a catalyst,

Without the glossy print.

I'm wearing thin,

Like the conscience of a funeral arranger.

Wearing thin and breaking fast,

Shallow breaths.

Don't look this way

Because I'll pull you in

Because I'll pull you in faster

Than you can say 'GO.'
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You'll be all I have; you're fucked.

Times owns my body, and my mind.

Escape is on my mind.

Escape is on my mind.

Life redefined: cyclical days of

Waking, working, regretting.

Listen.

Hear that void?

Listen.

Hear that void?

It's me.

It's me.

It's me.

It's me.