My fall out of destitution is
Logic taken over my brain.
You can't stop me now that I'm moving.
It's already too late. It's already too late.
I'm on the move again. I'm on the road again.

Whatever you say so,
It's not over 'till it's over.
But if I'm not here though,
It gets over when it's over.
If I'm the road,
Then it's over; you'll get over.
Don't hold on to lost hope,
'Cause it's over. It's so over.
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You trip into nothingness is
Straight out of a horror movie.
It can't ever be that easy
Or we'd all be there. We'd all be there.
And we're not there yet. We're not there yet.

Transcend to hollow,
Where you mind ends and you're living.
Contort out of meanings
To define your inner being.
Find hope in the dark,
Where there's nothing and you're nothing.
If you find a road
You can follow to be hollow...
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And our reason to believe,
Is through hardened theories.
And you reason to believe,
Is not logically perceived.
Imaginary worlds.

Imaginary.
Imaginary.
Imaginary.
Imaginary.
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And our reason to believe,
Is through hardened theories.
And faith happens to believe,
Is nothing that we perceive.
Imaginary worlds.
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Imaginary.
Imaginary.
Imaginary.
Imaginary.