You say return from where you came
What if there's nothing left, for me now?
Looking for someone to assign
Blame me for anything
For anything
Something's wrong, look for symmetry
So fucked up
Calling back to me
How could I keep my promise to return?
A hundred years just isn't enough time
Oh, how I wanted to tell you
Oh, how I wanted to be there
When you say
Something's wrong, look for symmetry
So far gone
Calling back to me
Mind and matter, self and other
So fucked up, calling back
Brushed
Mind and matter, self and other
Mind and matter, self and other
Brushed
