I know that I am interdimensional
But should I stay retisant to this fact
Intent on the destination
Traveling primordial pathways
Or you could even call it cosmic trespassing
I don't think it really matters
To sleep in the cadaver
True to the original factors
But never recognizable
I sense something moving
That it's burning up energy inside of me
And I have to release you now
Staging this charade
An open receiver in this functioning system
Only tear away the layers
Unseat the seed of information
We only believe what we want to believe
We only see what we're wanting to see
We only need what we're led to conceive
But why is that different
I wish I could tell you
But you'd never ask anyway
How can love be the answer
When there isn't a question
I just need a distraction
But distraction from what
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