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Tight lips to loose ends, so the cycle goes Retribution's useless Still can't help but count what I'm owed The threat's a misperception To restore safety and sense I'm clearing the air now Which fogs the form of my conscience Use it or loser My poor, aching pen The letters I'm writing, more stationary than sent Forbidden translations casting rosetta stones Displaced my impatience where grace should be owed Seems I have trouble discarding my self-relegation Granted, it's a process Granted, what isn't? I know that it's one foot Before the next A lesson from my descent Although I've shaken the rust, might I derail again? Despite unraveling, I'm so tightly wound Despite the spiral, I just couldn't come around Despite the ends, I can't tell what it means In spite of this, why are we so certain where our ends will meet? Retrace my outline past this distorted reflection Aren't I a big laughing riot for all my hysterics? Try to unleam this reflex, I'm more than a kneejerk Get back to breathing, not just taking a breather Examine the new gaps Can't recall what filled their place Seems when you chip at me, I flake Time capsules, hard to swallow Such joyful noise shouldn't ring so hollow If I should trust what I see, and no one's truly lost anything I'll let trust be why I trust again Despite unraveling. I'm so tightly wound Despite the spiral, just couldn't come around Despite the ends, couldn't tell you what it means In spite of this, why are we so certain where our ends will meet? Is it something in the water? Must be something in the water