The Ectopic Stroll

Sit down please. Sir, what is your woe?

My thousand year old wisdom will help you grow

The fantasy of the rewind

I can dissect a man of your kind

Please Doc I need help

My walls are covered in velvet

We can't get it right

Old man

Chopping at his block

Old soul

Sanding his work

Lost land

Hysteria in practice

Lost hand

Tumbling down the well

Tumbling down the well

Our troubled thoughts are drugged away

No need for our sanity

Let's now start over

Let's begin our lives

Go back to where we came from

Let's now start over

Let's begin our lives

Your voice is silent

Sit down sir and lend me your mind

I'll twist and tinker every circuit that's inside

This fantasy of your soul

You'll soon accept all I know

We can't get it right

Speed up your joy

We can't get it right

We can't get your right

Take me back to my past

Let's now start over

Let's begin our lives

Go back to where we came from

Let's now start over

Let's begin our lives

Your voice is silent

Take me back to my past [2x]

Take me back