Past and present are fleeting, gripping me Nothing sections, wasted, infection, and breeding Squashed and filed away, vacant collapsible piece of time Squashed and filed away inside my mind Suspended moments stored Stored and left unread Was I ever a child before Was I ever a child before I bore, the burden and bear the gift, and spread the sore Was I ever a child before Was I ever a child before Banal, stripping layers, an invisible coursing war A slave to believe in always looking back Nothing has beaten meaning, based on fact Fatal blow, fatal blow indeed Fatal blow, fatal blow Was I ever a child before Was I ever a child before I bore, the burden and bear the gift, and spread the sore Was I ever a child before Was I ever a child before Banal, stripping layers, an invisible coursing war Tethered, resent me