All thoughts are either true or false. Which one depends on you.
Time for building memories; either one will do
You manifest reality by acting how you feel
Who you are is what you did, even if it wasn’t real
Even if it wasn’t real
(Even if it wasn’t real)
All your blood flows to the sea
Where you get emptied
Into who you think you want to be
Then that blood gets pulled to different veins
In different bodies
Until none of what you were remains
Whatever inconsistencies you made your life about
That’s up to anyone who cares enough to figure out.
Every single move you made: too late to make anew
You’ve said your piece; now rest in peace. Nothing else is up to you
Nothing else is up to you
(Nothing else is up to you)
All your blood flows to the sea
Where you get emptied
Into who you think you want to be
Then that blood gets pulled to different veins
In different bodies
Until none of what you were remains
All the words you wrote in stone (or some admirer made)
No matter what you paid the mason, even those will fade
A shadow of a shadow of a shadow—nothing more.
What’s left, you wouldn’t recogniz e. What was any of it for?
What was any of it for?
(What was any of it for?)
All your blood flows to the sea
Where you get emptied
Into who you think you want to be
Then that blood gets pulled to different veins
In different bodies
Until none of what you were remains
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