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Autosomal Recessive

from A Neutral Second by East Of The Wall

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Well, what do you know? It’s all erased: all just wiped from the timeline. What was it? We saw it fade. We saw it gray. We saw it.

“Deception!” It’s all you cried.

You swore, “it’s not me” with all you’ve got. Some blight memory that’s all in knots. Some naked pain you swore away to fake it.

Deception, it’s all. You cried.

Isn’t this like it’s fun? Ignore what weighs us down like it’s fine - just like it helps. And then it swells.

Gaining speed, it grips like wires - taut and strained. I’m defeated. A bed of iron calling. Notions I’ve held, now all withered, wrecked. Splayed out, mired mostly by my own earned wage.

So ingrained, it’s like a dire weed. It’s only motive: infection. Sewing seeds that grow defiantly, downward stream, directional.

So shoulder it. If you blink the whole room shakes. And the ground, it swells. And around your crown, you hear… “ye unaware, we could shake the eyes out your head. and make you wake with one refrain.” The persistent ache. The pursuer stays: grim confidant with a grudge to bear and a stone to grind. It’s coming. Incoming fast.

“I can be just anyone. I can flee with everything. Just before we’re falling in, pad the crash with everyone. I could float just hovering, just above the breadth. It doesn’t matter. Torch skies and tear away from the pleas lost echoing. Justified by evidence - what names me by my…”

It’s blurred, all. Just elucidate what paths I’ve kept. Soft halls muddled by some rights I made as lefts. Pace slowed dragging any foot that may have slept. Caught. Dragged, evidence has named me by myself.

Deceit is all your guise. Dissolve away. I guess I’m fooled. Now defeat - it’s all you’ve got. It’s over and now I’m not who I am. Relief - it’s only innocence. So smother it, if just to simply function. I’m not who I am.

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from A Neutral Second, released June 30, 2023
Additional vocals written and performed by Craig Cirinelli.

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