An inventory has been taken of every belonging

An estimated value sold in event of emergencies

The only backup plan in case it doesn't work out

In losing all semblance of coherence to a former self

You know I am becoming the choices we're making

No problems

Problems with everything

Problems

Problems with everything

Oh God No...

Sometimes it's like conversations are a waking dream

A third party perspective

An audience to themselves

You can almost hear the sound traveling (fucking traveling)

A constant feeling of anticipation

When all of a sudden you know what's gonna happen

They saw the paranoias, they rebuild your world

They neither eat nor sleep they have no name you know

Here in the worst, I will become, the best of them all

No more problems

Problems with anything

No more problems

Problems with anything