My vision's fading fast From the narrows at the edge What is my focal point? Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids A blinding light that can not be unseen Shapeless appearances A future apparition of myself I'm stuck in an infinite loop Where every week feels the same These past four years are becoming a blur Time tunnel vision Perceive the world with one goal in mind Putting it all on the fucking line How could I give up on what's barely been started? I know that there's expectations for failure How could I give up on what's barely been started? What's the risk of risking it all? There's a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy I won't crumble, I won't crack There's a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy I won't crumble, from this endeavour Tunnel vision, trying to find meaning in wavelengths of different shades My vision's fading fast From the narrows at the edge What is my focal point? Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids A blinding light that can not be unseen I've been stuck with time tunnel vision Dim lights cast weak but straight lines a blurred edge Its surface, and the sky, on the edge, on the edge Keep me from caving in Realities set through the scattered thoughts I've grown used to I'd kill for a glimpse to see the world How I used to, how I used to see it all Fading lights and neon shapes, fall into a time loop