The Crooked Rugs - Proprioception Lyrics

Lost perception
Depend on the motion
Sense is that For which we seem
Felt it comin
Still alarming
Spare the flashing lights and be

In times of conjecture
By means of effort
Forced in ways of what's to be
Intention to calm it
Before yet it's started
Can't count on others sympathy

Constantly faltered
Rebuke senses guarded
Tell me how you're meant to see
A floating vibration
Relates a position
Now can feel it next to the

If time will allow it
New skills go touted
Shown the ways of sympathy
Concur there's a reason
But By their admission
Still Feel for the right to be

Space is faltered
When constantly guarded
Fatigue takes hold and burdens the