Precipice Songtext
von Exit Mice

We find ourselves descending
You′re all the good things that I shouldn't have
We can stop pretending
We′re at a precipice and looking back

With only finite patience
How much longer can we last?
We're stopping at old stations
Unwanted relics of the past


I'm trying to ablate it
It′s hard to conceive of, like a tesseract
I wish I could navigate it
I could avoid it if I could react

With only finite patience
How much longer can we last?
We′re stopping at old stations
Unwanted relics of the past

We'll stuff the thoughts all down until they disappear
Become invisible
But they′re still there