White Noise کے بول

Wish I could keep my thoughts Soon they will all be gone Without this pandemonium Soon they will all be gone Identifying them I'd just carry them along Even in slow motion They'd follow me around With ephemeral conjectures These misleading traits Overcome my powers of deduction Keeps slipping through my fingers Why this never-ending cot death? A sleep apnea quickly taking over my head But my body's still OK I still have an overview Ought to keep all the musings But try as I might, I can't If only I could plug myself in But try as I might, I can't I will try everything I will really focus I will get rid of it all This time I'll discern myself I will try everything I will really focus I will get rid of it all Deconstruct myself I will really focus Deconstruct myself I will try everything I will really focus I will try everything I will get rid of it all I will try everything I will really focus Still looking for surviving thoughts Getting away from it all Once and for all, if I can Getting out of here for good Gotta clear the way and go