Old Circuits from Dawning Eyes by Death Machine

You’re born into it, ‘cause
Something will plant the seeds to your beliefs

Slowly, you learn to walk
Later, you learn to think you’ll never fall

What is behind that curtain
Picking a fight with my ID?

Now, I need no repetition
Repetition
So I cut my face off

Now, I need no repetition
Repetition
So I cut this face off

As you grow older, you are living your life
Or, that is how it seems

Now, you wonder how all of these words eventually emerged

What is behind that curtain
Picking a fight with my ID?

Now, I need no repetition
Repetition
So I cut my face off

Now, I need no repetition
Repetition
So I cut this face off

Splinter in my mind
But don't know the shape
Cut off my face

Paint it over
But it ends up the same
Cut off my face

Roads are carved out
They won’t easily change
Cut off my face

I’m so tired
Still, I’m stuck in this lane
Cut off my face

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