The Contortionist

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Predicting the everyday, this life has become static
Depending on past achievements when all we want is to create new
Rules and boundaries contain my thoughts to a point I can't accept

Maybe I'll try to find a new plane in which to exist
It's not far it's been there waiting there the whole time

Innate notions, experience is flawed
Described emotions, the wiring is wrong


Writer/s: Jonathan Carpenter / The Contortionist