All the everything pulled me inside
Like a house in a land-slide
Or a TV glow
There in the thick of it
As I reeled in the light
I was drowned in the happenstance
That all this information would leave me
Back to the shadows, forgetery
Forgetery, alive and well
Forgetery, alive and well
Call it 'hands tied'
The illusion of choice
Shot-gun wedding
Rock and a hard place
‘Cause when I taste it
Just one moment of truth
What I’m wishing would linger
Seems to leave me
And I fear that distraction
Ever near me
So I’m open and broken
Feels like teething
The sweet pain of the Process
Forgetery
Forgetery, alive and well
Forgetery
Forgetery, alive and well
Forgetery
Forgetery, alive and well