ecdysis Lyrics

A surreal final goodbye

A liminal space was crossed

Felt too physical

Broke down from the inside

Terrors of sitting still

Then it all sinks in

Stockholm syndrome

Yearn for the ropes that tied my hands

Had enough of the consequences

Man I think I'm going mad

Running from the thoughts

Of shedding layers of my former self

Secluded, curtains closed

Open to no-one else

This heart of mine is on a motorway to hell

And I know I'm of ill health

But if I can't save myself then who can

And all my senses separate

Mindlessly celebrate with novocaine

And all of me is stained

Make me a new man

Heart of mine's on a motorway to hell

And I know I'm of ill health

But if I can't save myself then who can

And all my senses separate

Mindlessly celebrate with novocaine

And all of me is stained

Make me a new man

Do do do do

Make me a new man

Do do do do

Make me a new man

Man