Synaptic Soul - Under The Bed lyrics

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Synaptic Soul - Under The Bed lyrics

How can you ever know If the smile you wear is masking old pain That somehow fell through the cracks down below And bypa**ed synapses ensnared in your brain You got sick of interpreting So you shelved your emotions and dialed in your pride But this just must be one of those things That careful an*lysis need be applied And you're lost in Total exhaustion Threw all your thoughts in And then were mislead You applied them Then you denied them And then had to hide them Under the bed You're just too pragmatic You don't notice the static The dust in the attic Never did settle And it's so not fair You're caught in a crosshair Not even a loss where You get a bronze medal You thought you had it all figured out So sure of yourself, content without doubt How could you have missed it Weren't you the one who witnessed it? Where is that space in-between Caring too much and not caring at all The space is so vague it's really obscene You're treading the rope, you're hitting the wall And you're lost in Total exhaustion Threw all your thoughts in And then were mislead You applied them Then you denied them And then had to hide them Under the bed You're just too pragmatic You don't notice the static The dust in the attic Never did settle And it's so not fair You're caught in a crosshair Not even a loss where You get a bronze medal You walked into his office Completely calm and completely contained And he said you might think you're doing well But really you're in so much pain Where is that space in-between Caring too much and not giving a sh** The space is so vague it's really obscene You're treading the rope, but you're handling it You're lost in Total exhaustion Threw all your thoughts in And then were mislead You applied them Then you denied them And then had to hide them Under the bed You're just too pragmatic You don't notice the static The dust in the attic Never did settle And it's so not fair You're caught in a crosshair Not even a loss where You get a bronze medal You're just too pragmatic You don't notice the static Oh