Time Dilations, Pt. 2
Time's Echo: A Battle Against Shadows
Lyrics
I've got one foot in next week
I'm mentally projecting myself into the future.
And crucial organs stuck three years into
Feeling emotionally stuck in events from three years ago.
The past is where I go when I can't sleep
When I can't sleep, I dwell on past memories.
And brother I ain't sleeping much these days
I'm experiencing insomnia or sleep troubles currently.
These nervous thoughts won't go away
I can't get rid of my anxious thoughts.
My muscles twitch from the anxiety
My anxiety is causing physical reactions like muscle twitches.
The only thing that's living in right now's my empty bank account
I'm emotionally disconnected and financially struggling.
Perpetually destined to stay that way
I'm stuck in a cycle of financial hardship.
There's gotta be a better way to make it through the day
I'm searching for a better coping mechanism.
A way to steal a few short hours of sweet peace
Seeking a way to find brief moments of tranquility.
But the world keeps spinning round that stupid star
Life keeps moving forward despite personal struggles.
I wish it would decide that it has finally spun too far
Wishing for a pause in life's challenges.
Just give me time enough to sleep
I just want enough time to rest.
I'm sick of suffocating underneath 23 years of PTSD
Feeling overwhelmed by past traumatic experiences (PTSD).
Nightmares, missing friends
Experiencing recurring nightmares and memories of lost friends.
And all the fucked up ways
Struggling with the aftermath of past negative experiences.
You fucked me and my brain up but it's so hard to make peace
Struggling to reconcile with past trauma and find peace.
When I see ghosts inside my bedroom
Seeing disturbing images or memories in familiar places.
And I'm haunted in the streets
Feeling haunted by past experiences in everyday life.
So tell me, why do human beings rage and rage against
Questioning why humans struggle against time.
The clocks that we created
Reflecting on how we resist the constraints of time.
All that ticking's just the sound of your own cage
Comparing the ticking of clocks to personal confinement.
Like a sea of flipping calendars is the sound of your grave
Life passing by is like counting down to death.
Each empty day a drink to drink
Using substances to escape emotional pain.
To numb your aches and pains
Using substances to numb physical and emotional pain.
The past will tear your head to fucking shreds
Revisiting past memories can be mentally destructive.
Cram it in a bottle till a bottle's all that's left
Compacting painful memories until they dominate.
And it'll rob you of your sleep
Past experiences are causing sleep disturbances.
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