Everything All at Once - Deadlights

Floating through the halls an inch above ground.

Nobody’s home and I settle to the sound.

Everything all at once from all times

In a single point for me to cast my eye.

I look backward and forward to all my decisions,

I’ve watched myself on my way to desistence.

I’ll eat a bag of seeds right before I die

In hopes that a tree grows from my spine.

It will sprout up from inside the box where I lay

& I’ll start a new life behind cemetery gates.

Well it wraps around my head, amends,

I’ve made this bed of mine.

I’ve seen the best and the worst

Cause I’ve figured out

That everything’s my fault and

No matter how hard I try I’m not satisfied.

Everything all at once from all times.

Pick me up from the floor of my room

I’ve been mentally fetal since I left the womb.

Who’d have thought that the fear would set in so soon?

It’s consuming me.

Suddenly,

I think about it more and more,

I am closer to

Death could be dragging his knuckles on my door

Any day,

I feel it coming on

How can I get myself out of this

Mess I’m in?

I need to find a way out,

Before I lose it completely.

Or has it happened already?

I can’t even tell anymore.

Death, It’s consuming me.

Well it wraps around my head, amends,

I’ve made this bed of mine.

I’ve seen the best and the worst

Cause I’ve figured out,

That everything’s my fault.

No matter how hard I try.

Everything all at once from all times.

Floating through the halls an inch above ground.

Nobody’s home so I’ll settle to the sound.

Everything all at once from all times

In a single point for me to cast my eye.

I look backward and forward to all my decisions,

You don’t know what it means.

You don’t know what it means.

To see what I have seen.

The lights are on but no one’s home,

& If you looked inside you’d see how empty I am again.

Maybe if I explained myself enough,

I’d make sense to more than just

The pillow that’s on my bed.

Can’t let my brain get to my head.

Maybe if I explained myself enough,

I’d make sense to more than just

The pillow that’s on my bed.

Can’t let my brain get to my head.

(Well it wraps around my head, amends,

I’ve made this bed of mine.

I’ve seen the best and the worst.)

Floating through the halls an inch above ground.

Nobody’s home so I’ll settle to the sound.