Motherboard

Sound is the travel of pathways

Grown from inside of the floor

Right in the middle of nowhere

Sewn in like the cavity sore

Once again she grabs a hold

And infests the way we move in synchronized timeframes

Once again she grabs a hold

Until the opportunity is made to control us drones

Once again she grabs a hold

And the air we breathe is cultured to very fixed pathways

She flashes to ask the questions we answer timely

Go right? That didn't go right

Burn thе bridge now and end flight

Nowherе in sight

Motherboard isn't in right

That didn't go right

Burn the bridge now and end flight

Nowhere in sight

Motherboard isn't in right

The light is fading further as the flashes spot my eyes

Ever seeping darker to a place no one will ever find

Go right? That didn't go right

Burn the bridge now and end flight

Nowhere in sight

Motherboard isn't in right

Sound is the travel of pathways

Grown from inside of the floor

Right in the middle of nowhere

Sewn in like the cavity sore

Motherboard isn't alive anymore

Remove her before infection soars

Poised and torn now I'm afraid nothing will remove her from my internal

Motherboard pulling my mind from the norm

Remove her and keep sanity once more

Done with all her ways

Stand still

Forget

Remove it

Done with all her ways

Stand still

Forget

Remove it

Done with all her ways

Stand still

Forget

Remove it

Once again

Done with all her ways

Stand still

Forget

Remove it