Maybe if I crossed my eyes

I could see them both at the same time

I'm not just one being

So I'm sleeping with myself tonight

I'm not very good at cuddling

Not very good at comfortable positions

I am the reverb

That drowns itself in, out itself in

I see an echo in the mirror

She says what I say backwards

Backwards say I what says she

Forward, into collision with backwards

Into collision with echo

Into collision with myself

Into collision with herself

Into collision with himself

Into collision with ourself

Into collision with separate

Conjoining into a nameless car crash

Conjoining into a nameless car crash

I'll make a map by putting X's on separate locations

I'll draw a plan by covering a whiteboard in all black

I'll draw my face as I see it, incomprehensible

I'll separate my left and right eyes

Inside and outside

I am not the name I hold

Not my expectations, I am not my norm

Inside and outside

I am not the name I hold

Not my expectations, I am not my norm

If it's war you want

It is war you got

We will never settle down

If it's war you want

It is war you got

We will never settle down

Inside and outside

I am not the name I hold

Not my expectations, I am not my norm

Inside and outside

I am not the name I hold

Not my expectations, I am not my norm

Original 2020 version: https://friendhell.bandcamp.com/track/the-colliding-splits