Recorded mixed and mastered at Nucleus Sound in Toronto.
Ingénierie de prise de son
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I feel a pressure, it builds like a colossal tide
I feel a pressure, it pulls the glamour off my eyes
I feel a pressure, it grows with no inside
I feel a pressure, it slams against head side
Patient, I been waiting for this thing to pass
But it seems to last
My heart's been vacant, and I'm pulling back
From reality I'll take a pass at drifting by
This artefact
Inside of my mind
Will you love me when
I come back again, oh
Put your hands in front of me I
Can feel my reverie slide
Down out the front of my eyes
With it most colour dies
I don't feel present at all
My chest might rise and then fall
A separate action, each beat
Stark separation from me
