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
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