Amygdala's Rag Doll - Ghost and Pals/Oliver.mp3

[00:18.055]I hide; I hide, in iodine words
[00:21.013]It's something inexplicable
[00:22.541]It's something unaccountable
[00:24.005]I cry; I cry, when anything hurts.
[00:27.093]Vexatious, my Amygdala,
[00:28.629]that I can't do a thing about
[00:30.581]The tricks and trivials of
[00:32.117]every twenty-four
[00:33.485]Maybe you could tone it down,
[00:35.430]a little more
[00:36.887]And I; and I; dunno
[00:39.255]Oh, all I ever knew before
[00:41.341]were clusters of holes!
[00:48.277]An eye for an eye
[00:49.677]That's how the game works
[00:51.293]I'm losing my autonomy
[00:52.765]A mutilated part of me
[00:54.325]And I defy the way the game works
[00:57.389]Between you and me,
[00:58.774]it's only getting worse
[01:00.801](From the mouth)
[01:02.456](of a cauterized rag doll)
[01:04.832](Supplications...to leave him alone)
[01:10.014](From the mouth)
[01:11.470](of the cauterized rag doll)
[01:13.726](Throw the nails away)
[01:16.007](and leave him alone!)
[01:18.636](......!)
[01:20.071]I don't know-
[01:21.135]where the thoughts are coming from-
[01:23.023]Pull my strings,
[01:24.111]and swallow ichor
[01:26.091]Fire burns-
[01:27.219]and the rags are torn apart-
[01:29.052]I can't inhale anymore.
[01:31.937]'Cus all I've ever known are
[01:33.560]HOLES!
[01:33.893](......)
[02:00.721]Today something changed;
[02:02.105]I figured it's true.
[02:03.705]The frontal lobe placed me-
[02:05.194]behind my own strings
[02:06.677]'Cus I, defy, the way the game works
[02:09.745]I'll say it again-
[02:11.241]I'm only getting worse
[02:13.020]The dull assumptions
[02:14.141]that I've tasted decency.
[02:15.982]Waiting for the embers
[02:17.830]to lose their glow
[02:19.391]And I and I dunno
[02:21.844]Oh, all I've ever seen before
[02:24.075]were clusters of holes!
[02:24.954]Waiting for the world to burn..
[02:27.914]Waiting for the holes to close, now...
[02:30.906]Waiting for the world to burn..
[02:33.866]Waiting for the holes to close, now...
[02:36.270]I can't see-
[02:38.894]the holes in my memories
[02:42.086]The fire and I, alone again;
[02:45.118]The guilt and I, alone again!
[02:49.163](......)
[03:01.079]Say we take what had been torn apart-
[03:04.175]Say we mend any patchwork discord-
[03:07.143]Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer-
[03:10.135]I can't exhale anymore.
[03:12.776]So, one two three,
[03:14.183]and we'll tie the tourniquet-
[03:16.119]Pull my skin and swallow ichor.
[03:19.151]Fire burns-
[03:20.327]and the rags are torn apart-
[03:22.159]I can't inhale anymore!
[03:28.197]Day by day and day after day
[03:30.026]I'm causing trouble anyway
[03:31.795]Pull the fire alarm
[03:33.242]I never meant any harm
[03:36.170]Never meant any harm
[03:40.079]Well, say my limbs are torn apart
[03:41.983]and all the stuffing falls out
[03:43.847]Let the toy wind down
[03:45.271]It should've never been wound
[03:48.209]I never meant any harm
[03:53.949]Say we take what had been torn apart
[03:56.940]Say we mend any patchwork discord
[03:59.924]Turning eyes to the trypo-puppeteer
[04:02.900]Waiting for the world to burn
[04:05.692]So, one two three,
[04:07.108]and we'll tie the tourniquet
[04:08.980]Larvae eating away at everything
[04:11.924]Word goes 'round,
[04:13.076]I'm the trypo-puppeteer
[04:15.105]Laugh along, I'm spreading holes
[04:21.091]Now I know
[04:22.235]this has always been my fault
[04:27.211]and I can't inhale anymore