[Intro] [distorted electric guitar riff, punchy drums] [Verse 1] That’s why they call it ‘limbic system’— it’s an awful limbo around here, like being trapped in an endless labyrinth And you are always there: an illness underneath. A brief brain shutdown— that’s all it takes for me to sink [Chorus] [vocals become more melodic, guitar intensity increases] Every time is one hell of a journey to get back on my feet It’s like you conquered hidden corners of my mind, and I’m afraid to reach the peak Cause I don't want to find your flags still stuck up here [Verse 2] [belted tenor vocals, full distorted guitar chords] If less of your sugar makes me sick Does it mean I’m getting clean? There is hope when a song just sounds like it did before, and the things I used to love— that I had to avoid— are painted by your colors no more. [Chorus] Every time is one hell of a journey to get back on my feet It’s like you conquered hidden corners of my mind, and I’m afraid to reach the peak Cause I don't want to find your flags still stuck up here [Bridge] [rhythmic spoken-word vocals] The bottom of an empty well is always dirty When the water reaches this low it gets muddy The answer is to overflow (overflow) (overflow) [instrumental break with high-pitched synth lead and syncopated guitar stabs] [Outro] This is the freedom I’ve been waiting for. [drums and guitar cut out abruptly]
