Inertial Mass from Romanticonsumerism by Horismos

A candle that's burning
My hands tied together
I swim through the embers
My passion has left me
Never mind an income
I'd pay to do anything
To feel that I'm useful
In any way, again

Sorry
Wrong spacetime
Please wait a hundred years and retry
Better luck next time

Shifting away
From my center of focus
I fall from my pillar of awareness
In a jungle of cosmic delusion
I cannot resist
The magnetic attraction
That pulls me apart, melting in sand
Lost in an ocean of noise

Sorry
Wrong spacetime
Please wait a hundred years and retry
Better luck next time

A candle that's burning
Biochemicals fragrance
Let this mind perceive it
Now I'm a believer

All I have said
Removed
All I have said to you
Won't help me

Sorry
Wrong spacetime
Please wait a hundred years and retry
Better luck next time

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