[Verse 1]

I feel everything I’ve ever felt all at once

All the time, where is my mind?

Everything that I regret, it passes by

Moments in time, I hit myself with this

Bludgeoning is comforting, familiar and safe

Reminds me not to make mistakes

My private penance waits for me, self indulgence

Castigation: the simulation

[Pre-Chorus]

The things I’ve said and done are locked in perpetuity

The one person I can’t forgivе is me

This guilt i feel won’t pay anyone back for what I gave

Psychic dеbt bankrupts you just the same

[Refrain]

Dissociation, hallucination, self-medication, recalibration

[Verse 2]

All my dots are disconnected I feel totally fine

At least until these chemicals are out of my mind

And then I’m back again I’m there I’m then I’m everywhere

I’ve harmed someone through poor decision

I try and keep all of this hate inside

I’m a rusty trash receptacle conceding to time

Remember me to one who’s from my past

Who has reaped me from their life and hasn’t ever looked back

[Pre-Chorus]

All of these scenes from my life torment me unendingly

The price I pay for having been myself

Imperfect record skipping back and forth through time and space

False knight with infinite windmills to face

[Refrain]

Dissociation, hallucination, self-medication, recalibration

[Chorus]

I built this prison in my mind

I’m serving life behind my eyes

Maybe if i figure out how to unring these bells

I can learn how not to hate myself

[Bridge: Joe Scala]

Cycled through my grievances, one by one

Cataloged by catastrophics, and I just can’t give them up

Cause I’ll never be good enough

I’ll never be good enough, yeah

Cause I’ll never be good enough for the life I wanted

Buried in self condolence, swallowed by disappointment

Hanging onto my regrets, focused on all of my negatives

And I wonder: Is this all we’re meant to be?

Is this all we're meant to be?

[Chorus]

I built this prison in my mind

I’m serving life behind my eyes

Maybe if i figure out how to unring these bells

I can learn how not to hate myself

[Outro]

The past, a place so tempting for my mind to want to be

I wish I could stop wishing, transcend this misery

But if I put this down, if I let all this shit go

What kind of person would I be?