Dementia Access (Letra)
Prolonged exposure,
In a world where i try to belong.
– i try to belong. –
Character cessation,
On a major scale of depression.
Declining sense of fear, a fear that is growing,
That some divine treason is making me feel…. – like nothing. –
Wide awake as i await sentence,
Resisting to be forced access.
Dementia access, – dementia access –
My immunity lenses every day,
I hope salvation relieves my disdain.
