Lost Perfection a. Coulrophobia Songtext
von Between the Buried and Me

These hours seem like years
I′ve been staring at this wall
Wondering when it's going to take all of our lives
I′m just glad we have jokes
I think way too much back here
My eyes are slowly closing
Boredom is causing this loss of interest
When will I awake?

My eyes are slowly closing
Boredom is causing this loss of interest
When will I awake?
Asleep


This party of four includes three grown adults and myself
The first adult is very shy and wise enough
To keep the second one away from conversation
(They're on a mission)
Gender is not recognized
The third adult is a male and talks too much
The stench of shit is in the air
The room storms with laughter
Four turn to a hundred and the noise is unbearable
"It's time, you are in hell
This place will kill itself soon"

I cry, and the hands surround me
Born into a hell
I never wanted to wake to this
I cry, and the hands surround me
Born into a hell
I never wanted to wake to this
I have experienced nothing
Yet I feel I′m the only one who has not done harm

Done harm

I can′t fucking think
The noise is unbearable
I can't fucking think
The noise is unbearable
The noise stops