All these lifetimes repeat and repeat and repeat like memories passed down to you
Handed down and down and down
Haunting, haunted, one ghost becomes another
Just some piece of the chain of the cycle of descent
Everyone, every single one, died the same way
A time bomb at the brain stem, handed down with a last name
Clinging to all of the symmetry too tight to ever let go
Sometimes I think I'm more you than me, and other times I know
Caught myself repeating everything, going back and checking locks
And every time wondering, is this a symptom or just in my head? (Isn't that the problem?)
I want a way out before I'm a stranger in my own house
Before I can't find my way to my room, before I lose myself like they did: slowly, then all at once
Counting the time I have left with myself, before I'm just like you
Some ghost in flesh tracing the same steps-day to day, lifetime to lifetime
There's poison in my brain, and all I think about is who put it there
Like a whisper in my ear, a secret stuck in my head, 'til, like you, I forget