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The loss of meaning through repetition |
| Mouth running like a mouse On its wheel going nowhere Your blank face shows Content or unaware Step outside yourself for a change See what your wheel spins Words to white noise Ruled by repetition Meaning to chaos Semantic satiation Your mind, your loss You sing a skipping song That's gone on for far too long It doesn't have to be that way For your tiring musings of the day Painted on the points of needles Softly deafen and quickly numb Calloused ears that have become Careless Careless Careless Careless Careless The mind is not made for orbit Around empty space Find your place You're better than this We're better than this Better than this Better than this Better than this |