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Dissolution by Young Knives album cover

Dissolution

by Young Knives

Lyrics
Oh dear, did you see the latest line up?
They all look so confused

But I suppose it's not entirely their fault, is it?
I'll explain

I must object to the current received wisdom
And the modern social system

Championing the individual's bodies and minds, existence in time
Both are just projections of an ego in rejection

And in this dream, as real as it seems
The scarcity fallacy makes up the clear majority

Of thoughts in our heads, are we better off dead?
But you'll see it so much clearer when you banish past and future

At your dissolution (hey)

Dissolution (ho)

Dissolution, it's all you need

Why are we still putting up with it?
Isn't it obvious they're the worst roommates ever?

If you still aren't sure
Let me see if I can put some more meat on the bones

We are led to believe
That there is always something more that we need

And how to satiate it?
We must get our hands on it

Then we would find that we had peace of mind
Miracle of miracles, but now consult the oracles

Who say if you train your mind to need more time
You'll forever be left wanting

Because you're always missing now
That way insanity lies

You want to give that a try?
This perception of duality obscures the true eternity of

Dissolution
Dissolution
Dissolution, it's all you need

Dissolution
Dissolution
Dissolution, it's all you need

Start
On an empty train

On an abandoned track
No destination

No way back
Denying the purpose

And defying the pull
We are the Irritated

And the guilty parties

(More and more) The maps deleted
(A thought emerges) And the cancelled stars

(Held together) We're the local idiots
(By the churning) And the second-hand cars

(Of the thinker) The reduced isle armies
(Who did thought it) And The Lay-by loves

(Planted it) We are the mirror dodgers
(And kept it watered) And the neurodivergent

(Raw behinds) The dietary requirements
(And blood shot eyeballs) The ill at ease

(Soaked in sweat) The keyboard warriors
(A modern marvel) The old, the sick and the diseased

No pain, no pleasure
No pain, no pleasure

No pain, no pleasure

There is a field, I'll meet you there