I put my life on the scale
Just to see if it would break
The polygons keeping the shape
It's just another second tick until you meet with your fate
I used to think that it was smoke and mirrors
That death was just a stupid plot device
And then I saw my daddy on that table
My vision blurry and my thoughts were white
The slowest train still hits you like the fastest of bullets
If there's a lever for a do over, I'd grab it and pull it
But now my brain is plagued with what-if's that I'll never know the answer to
'Cause I was grooving out of step to tempos no one dances to
I ponder what the reaper's like, a man or a woman
If it works in spontaneity or plans when it's coming
If it's heard my little rhythms, does it care when I'm drumming
Does it wonder what is broke, and I don't know but here's to hoping
I'm afraid
I put my life on the scale
Just to see if it would break
The polygons keeping the shape
It's just another fucking question hurled deep into space
I used to think it was a magic trick
That life was bunnies jumping out the brim
Reporting live from the asterisk
I scanned the room and saw the crowd was thin
The slowest car still hits you like the fastest of comets
If there's a locket for a do-over, I'd stab it, unlock it
And now my mind is filled with dust
It's never leaving my skull
A population of some heights
And I've been dreaming to come
I often wonder what the reaper's like, a man or a woman
If it's hand will twist the knife or fucking slam in my stomach
If it's heard my melodies, does it care when I'm humming
Does it pick up our emotions when it's going through the motions
I'm afraid
I put my life on the scale
Just to see if it would break
The polygons keeping the shape
My mind is going full sprint and I can't keep up the pace
I used to