Between The Buried And Me - Never Seen/Future Shock lyrics

Water drags down Dripping away your grime Your secret lives I’m on the outside Your secret lives The outside looking in A silhouette dragging through your minds Clean your well Catch up every once in a while Your secret lives I’m on the outside Your secret lives The exterior world seeps in quicker than it used to It all tends to catch up every once in a while A collective theory of invisible dеstruction Searching inward from the dangling lines Thе exterior world seeps in quicker than it used to Your fears and hopes, I take We multiply Embrace our own decay The storm is coming… We will never be at peace with ourselves until we separate ourselves I read your words I smell your anxieties Used to turn us against one another A velvet room has a familiar smell The shamed dirt spills against your walls Beyond the looking glass Watching and listening, plotting I’ll slither my way in and destroy from the inside Beyond the looking glass Clean it all away Plotting and spinning Clash with one another Ravens used to speak like us Peering in on the souls of Limbo City The storm is coming My storm is coming Your secret lives I’m on the outside The outside looking in Your fears and hopes, I take away We multiply We are driven by anger Linked together through an irrational outlook Lifelines are tethered in the blood of our eminent selves You have it, we want it I need it, you crave it Give us more now Our wills held against our complex truths We are initially fed the same fears Hooks in our backs, and impaled on the walls Trapped in our geometric nests of not giving a fu*k We are initially fed the same fears The ants on our backs, they have dropped from the sky We will never be at peace with ourselves until we separate ourselves Lift and corrode, the beginning of remembering Make us whole Our decisions will fix the story We will never be at peace until we separate ourselves Lift and corrode The beginning Fade as time marches on Your fears and hopes, I take We multiply Embrace our own decay The storm is coming… We will never be at peace with ourselves until we separate ourselves