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Ramblings of a Lunatic - Bears In Trees/Callum Litchfield/Iain Gillespie/Nicholas Peters/George Berry
Composed by：Callum Litchfield
I'm setting pen to paper again
Lost my sense of home from the words that I've said
But the thoughts have begun to ferment in my head
And content manifest don't feel good enough for them
So I try and transcend my ego
But don't we know it'll never work
Maybe I'll just descend to dirt
Flirt with becoming food for worms
Does anyone listen to this
The ramblings of a lunatic
My mind does play an awful trick
The ramblings of a lunatic
Would anyone listen to this
I'm running from my emptiness
My brain is tired my stomach's sick
Ramblings of a lunatic
Why has constructing sentences
Become like pulling teeth
Wiping dental records clean
Is the carcass even me
Is this catharsis therapeutic plunge to darkness
Or elaborating upon my mediocrity
Maybe this is the result of me
Finally accepting that I'll be alone forever
That I deserve forgetting
It's a pointless endeavor
And maybe it's upsetting
But I've never felt more comfortable
In the concept with things ending
Will anyone listen to this
The ramblings of a lunatic
My mind does play an awful trick
The ramblings of a lunatic
Would anyone listen to this
I'm running from my emptiness
My brain is tired my stomach's sick
The ramblings of a lunatic yeah yeah
Maybe this writer's block that I've been perceiving
Is to stop me diving deeply into my internal being
Falling into darkness below my surface tension
Emotional suppression my coping mechanism
'Cause all my friends are dying
Some faster than the others
Lungs filling up with fluid
Face placed under the covers
'Cause all my friends are dying
Some faster than the others
I'm trying to distract myself
From the fears that I've discovered
Will anyone listen to this
The ramblings of a lunatic
My mind does play an awful trick
The ramblings of a lunatic
Would anyone listen to this
I'm running from my emptiness
My brain is tired my stomach's sick
The ramblings of a lunatic
Would anyone listen to this
The ramblings of a lunatic
My mind does play an awful trick
The ramblings of a lunatic
Would anyone listen to this
I'm running from my emptiness
My brain is tired my stomach's sick
The ramblings of a lunatic
