[Zach Quinn:] Deep within attentions equidistance This hollow sphere of hopelessness expands ‘Til it pops and there is only nothingness Between nothingness and I, but I digress
Perfect skin Ball of life A blister, a blip Once removed Collected cool Often sidelined and whipped
I’m teething at the toes of courts convened In the arena of the argument demeaned The blissful absence: wealth unearned, ne’er bought Betrothed to open-world hallucinauts
Shifting shapes Sleek dissolve Still bereft of a cause Farers clad Sans-design No respite a conditional clause
[Zach Quinn & Pears:] Driven only by the void My darling Anhedonia (Give me death!) (Give me death!) (Give me death!) (Give me death!) (Give me death!) (Give me death!) This fortress once erected Named and scheduled for collapse Fading aptitudes and instincts And all memories left to pass Grip the hands of my companions With whom I’ll perish in my cell Ancient fables of immortal sounding Like a dying bell
I can still feel them (It carries like an atom bomb) Oh wistful world It carries like an atom bomb