Forgetery Lyrics

All the everything pulled me inside.
Like a house in a land-slide, or a TV glow.
There in the thick of it, as I reeled in the light, I was drowned in the happenstance that all this information would leave me.
Back to the shadows.
Forgetery.
Forgetery alive and well.
Call it HANDS TIED.
The illusion of choice.
Shot-gun wedding.
Rock and a hard place. ‘Cause when I taste it – just one moment of TRUTH – what I'm wishing would linger seems to leave me.

And I fear that distraction ever near me.
So I'm open and broken.
Feels like teething.
The sweet pain of the PROCESS.
Forgetery.
Forgetery alive and well.