Blot Songtext
[REHEARSAL]
The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate
All my pockets are full and my mind is lost
Circulate
The rearview keeps shifting as I stare at the sun
The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate
All together… back and forth as the wind cusps my inner mind
The sun separates me
Exposed… our greatest fear
All is here to see
Piece by piece you strip away
Exploring the escape
Endless lives whispering by… so fast
Circulate
This is the beginning of my life
I hope you enjoy the show… it’s for you, ya know?
To watch you from across the room
To hear you through the tangled lines… it completes me
I’ve been waiting
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate
(voice of trespass)
Computer simulation complete
Eject the suspect…
Mold and shape to create memory
Bring them back I say…
Sights set on the uncommon agenda
Well done
Computer simulation complete
Eject the suspect…
Mold and shape
I won’t remember me
I won’t remember us
I won’t remember he
I won’t remember them
Eyes covered by an electrical storm
Voltage increasing, distance engaging… a mumbling timbre
Silent to this awakening
I’m sorry… a fucking tragedy
A mumbling timbre
Smash… ignite… destroy…
The tunnel’s twisting this body into glass
A once hollow man… break through to the other side
Exploring the escape
Endless lives whispering by… so fast
Circulate
The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate
The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate
All my pockets are full and my mind is lost
Circulate
The rearview keeps shifting as I stare at the sun
The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate
All together… back and forth as the wind cusps my inner mind
The sun separates me
Exposed… our greatest fear
All is here to see
Piece by piece you strip away
Exploring the escape
Endless lives whispering by… so fast
Circulate
This is the beginning of my life
I hope you enjoy the show… it’s for you, ya know?
To watch you from across the room
To hear you through the tangled lines… it completes me
I’ve been waiting
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate
(voice of trespass)
Computer simulation complete
Eject the suspect…
Mold and shape to create memory
Bring them back I say…
Sights set on the uncommon agenda
Well done
Computer simulation complete
Eject the suspect…
Mold and shape
I won’t remember me
I won’t remember us
I won’t remember he
I won’t remember them
Eyes covered by an electrical storm
Voltage increasing, distance engaging… a mumbling timbre
Silent to this awakening
I’m sorry… a fucking tragedy
A mumbling timbre
Smash… ignite… destroy…
The tunnel’s twisting this body into glass
A once hollow man… break through to the other side
Exploring the escape
Endless lives whispering by… so fast
Circulate
The blot in my eyes…
Circular
The blot in my eyes…
Circulate