My vision’s fading fast 
As it narrows at the edge 
What is my focal point? 

Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids 
A blinding light that can not be unseen 

Shapeless appearances, a future apparition of myself 
I’m stuck in an infinite loop 

Where every week feels the same 
These past four years are becoming a blur 

Time tunnel vision, perceive the world with one goal in mind, putting it all on the fucking line 

How could I give up on what’s barely been started? 
I know that, 
There’s expectations for failure 
How could I give up on what’s barely been started? (started) 
What’s the risk of risking it all? 

There’s a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy. 
I won’t crumble, I won’t crack 

There’s a rift between aspiration and reality, apathy is my worst enemy. 
I won’t crumble, in this endeavour 

Tunnel vision, trying to find meaning in wavelengths of different shades 

My vision’s fading fast 
As it narrows at the edge 
What is my focal point? 

Neon shapes move like waves under eyelids 
A blinding light that can not be unseen 
I’ve been stuck with time tunnel vision 

Dim lights cast weak but straight lines a blurred edge, its surface, and the sky, on the edge, on the edge 

Keep me from caving in, realities set through the scattered thoughts I've grown used to. I'd kill for a glimpse to see the world how I used to, how I used to see it all. 

Fading lights and neon shapes, fall into a time loop