Jonah Myers - Septic Systems Lyrics

I'll keep you at arm's length, just to test my muscle strength
I have no season breezing sweetly through my bones, cause I'm alone
At least, a lot of time at home is what I'm seeing set in stone
I know I'm out of line, gotta get back in the zone, but all the

Tones of voice corrode and split the fabric of my soul
The groaning from below might kill the magic and this knowledge
Could be so fatally static that it digs a bigger hole
The remote won't change the channel if there's nothing in the wall

There's nothing in the wall
There's nothing in the wall
Some stuff is gonna fall
Cause there's nothing in the wall

I've never been inside the winding tunnels of my mind without a torch
It's kind of unfortunate that I've even thought of it
The signs are in a language we unlearn as we get older
And they're pointing at each other as the air gets slowly colder

I am not a sage I'm not an aging fount of wisdom
I realised recently, I'm not even great at listening
Five minutes late for everything, don't really know how to sing
I'm failing to be grateful every day

There's nothing in the wall
There's nothing in the wall
Some stuff is gonna fall
There's nothing in the wall!

I don't know if I'm poetic or just wretched and pathetic
All these septic systems wrecking blissful missions
Redirecting all our energy toward a sick and meaningless invention
The idea that somehow, buying things is where you find redemption

Attention's a commodity, and truth is just an oddity
In a propaganda landscape made of listicles and worry
Flick your wrist to rid yourself of my rigid self defence
And pick my fingers off your shoulder, cause I think I need you closer