Irreversible - Erra

A sequence of events unfolding in reverse

A sting better stimulated when revealing tragedy first

Reverse perception reversing imperfection

Be aware of the darkness that lies beneath the surface of contrived pleasantries

Be aware so as to always hold tighter;

speak softer

There is no failsafe, so now you know

There is no failsafe, so cut ties

With the dead weight that is dragging you below

Pull me closer, when silence consumes you, I’ll speak words softer

Sinking slower, we stimulate the sting, restrain

I’m not giving up, I’m giving in to the touch

Of every inch of your sea salt skin

But you set me ablaze and spread me out with waves in the ocean

With every trace of doubt, black me out

Don’t stimulate the sting

Don’t let the wrong choices repeat themselves

Don’t stimulate the sting of irreversible emptiness

Pull me in close, pull me in close

It’s in the empty spaces that we find ourselves

It’s in the empty spaces, reaching out and grasping

Searching for what we need to find who we are, who we are

There is no failsafe

It’s what keeps me hanging on to what you are to me

You’re what keeps me hanging on

I’m not giving up, I’m giving in, so let’s begin again

Pull me closer, when silence consumes you, I’ll speak words softer

Sinking slower, we stimulate the sting, restrain

Pulling you closer 'cause after all, you’re pulling back farther

And we’re sinking slower, we stimulate the sting, restrain

Don’t turn your back on her

Let her look you right in the eyes, you coward, oh

Don’t stimulate the sting

Don’t let the wrong choices repeat themselves

Don’t stimulate the sting of irreversible emptiness