Slow Amnesia
Fading Memories: Embracing Disconnection
Lyrics
There's 5 miles til’ you’ll ever know
There's a significant distance or barrier before understanding fully.
So you would hope
An expression of desire or expectation.
I’m never home
The speaker is often away or distant.
This life needs an antidote
Life requires a remedy or solution.
The perfect dose is comatose
The ideal remedy is a state of unconsciousness or numbness.
If i chose to never let go
The speaker contemplates holding onto this numbness.
Search for my soul I'd be okay
Searching for the essence of the self would bring contentment.
I lost my hold
The speaker lost their grip or control.
The cold in my bones
A sensation of coldness within, possibly emotional detachment.
It really does show the way
The detachment is evident to others.
Slow amnesia is coming on
The gradual loss of memory or awareness is beginning.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
The speaker senses the onset of amnesia and feels detached.
Slow amnesia is coming on
Repetition of the idea that slow amnesia is taking over.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
The speaker continues to feel the impact of amnesia.
Slow amnesia is coming on
Reiteration of the theme of amnesia gradually setting in.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
The speaker intensifies the awareness of amnesia.
Slow amnesia is coming on
The speaker feels deeply affected by the encroaching amnesia.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
Continued expression of feeling lost to amnesia.
Last nite took my dopamine
A reference to a loss of pleasure or motivation.
In the shadows
A sense of being in the background or hidden.
Overexposed
Exposed to an excessive degree, possibly vulnerable.
Sit tight here's the smoke screen
Awaiting a diversion or distraction, a deceptive cover.
It's so hard to see
The difficulty in perceiving the truth due to the distraction.
If i chose to never let go
Repetition of the idea of holding onto numbness.
Search for my soul id be okay
Similar to line 7, seeking self-awareness for well-being.
I lost my hold
A repeated indication of losing control or grip.
The cold in my bones
Reiteration of a cold, detached feeling within.
It really does show the way
Reaffirmation that the detachment is noticeable.
Slow amnesia is coming on
The repetition of slow amnesia intensifying.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
The feeling of being gone due to amnesia becomes stronger.
Slow amnesia is coming on
Continued awareness of the encroaching amnesia.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
The speaker strongly senses the impact of amnesia.
Slow amnesia is coming on
The gradual loss of memory is a powerful experience.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
The speaker is deeply affected by the advancing amnesia.
Slow amnesia is coming on
The repetition of the profound impact of slow amnesia.
I can feel it I think I’m gone
The speaker feels strongly affected, possibly disappearing into amnesia.
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