I've become untethered and I've never felt better
Where my depression was a pleasure that festered - a lesson remembered
That all bonds break - for God's sake - those thoughts plague me
And slash a smile across my face knowing no one can save me
But I can't go back though - back to the days of cramming ammo
In my rotten gooey gum sockets where my teeth used to be
Entertain a mutiny on the lunacy of writing one's own eulogy
And slip into a liminal space, a transitional place just for you to see

Out of time, Out of Tune
Yet the Choir Still Sings For You instead
Sing for the living, dance for the dead

Like a Claw Machine, Death is RNG, there's no bargaining
Or sharing harmony Just a vinyl beat, that's part of me
On endless repeat in every minor key
Don't need this heart, when the speakers beat
Don't need this brain, when the signals weak
So reboot the EQ and undo le esprit de electrique

Thought I felt a heart beat, fought it my mind starting
To regret disregarding a plan before departing
Is this hymn overdue, I thought I knew
This grim pursuit would lead to brand new truth and point of view
Instead just dread now out of tune
Is this the end? This is the end

I don't wanna hurt, I don't wanna breathe
I don't wanna love when I look above I only wanna seethe and
Swallow every pill I see until I see, which method of OD succeeds in killing me
And a legacy of silent jealousy
Regret the lack of violence on a deathbed ecstasy

Out of time, Out of Tune
Yet the Choir Still Sings For You instead
Sing for the living, dance for the dead