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Lost in Monochrome: A Dive into Self-Erasure and Performance
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Lyrics

The endless space

The vast emptiness or infinite space.

The monochrome everything

Everything appears in black and white, lacking vibrancy.

I disappear in the apartment

Feeling a sense of disappearance within one's own living space.

I'm coasting through

Moving through life effortlessly without much thought or purpose.

Don't miss the final day

Noticing the approach of an important or final day.

It's free, it's fragrant

Something is both liberating and pleasant.

When did we even stop swimming?

Reflecting on when the experience of life stopped being joyful or carefree.


Been throwing summers at the walls

Spending time carelessly during summers, possibly avoiding responsibilities.

You can't edit the scenery

Unable to change or manipulate the surroundings.

So are you ready?

Questioning readiness for something significant.

Up to your knees for the camera

Being immersed up to the knees for the sake of a camera.

Up to your neck for the camera

Being fully immersed up to the neck for the camera.


Just swallow, metallic taste

Experiencing a metallic taste while swallowing.

The new enhancements, they'll keep you safe

New enhancements promising safety.

What a performance for new arrivals

A theatrical performance for new arrivals or changes.

An instant sun breaks out, come back, take another look

A sudden burst of light, inviting a reconsideration of the situation.

Are you there?

Questioning the presence of someone or something.

Everything you left for a clean new embrace

Leaving everything behind for a fresh start or new beginning.

Stepping into a snapshot, was it all for the story?

Entering a moment captured in time, wondering if it was worth it for the narrative.

Show your weaknesses, I suspect a trend

Revealing vulnerabilities, suspecting a pattern.

That the lot of them want you from just reading

Others desiring you based on mere observations.


Are you a page now, babe?

Possibly becoming a page or part of a story.

Should I pay for viewing your faint lookalike?

Questioning the value of paying to witness a faint resemblance.

Someone call it off, I've caught the germ

Feeling infected or affected, wanting an end to a situation.

For our game never ends, never stops

Highlighting the continuous nature of a particular game or situation.

Pain never stops

Pain being an enduring aspect of existence.


You can't edit the scenery to view it better

Unable to change the surroundings for a better view.

So are you ready? Or are you just up to your eyes for the cameras?

Questioning readiness, being submerged up to the eyes for the cameras.

You can't edit the scenery

Reiteration of the inability to edit the scenery.

You can't edit the scenery

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Just to beat a heartbeat

Emphasizing that even a heartbeat is a valuable gift.

Is a gift

Encouraging the act of opening one's eyes for the camera, possibly to face reality.

Open your eyes for the camera

(Reiteration) Encouraging the act of opening one's eyes for the camera.

Open your eyes for the camera

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