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lirik lagu mindexon - ship of theseus

[verse]:
the ship of theseus will haunt me
pulling threads, making copies
wondering how many times i can sew myself back together
and still consider myself the same person

six heads to the party
taking turns with the body
wondering how many times i can repurpose spare parts
to make myself into another same person
[pre~chorus]:
pop up in the popping candy particles
aligning all the articles of interest
while everything еlse just fizzes away
wizzing and swirling and spiralling
a spider wеb between the pillars in the empty sp~ce
to catch anything that escapes

and tear it to pieces, emptying out all the ideas
in moments after a transfer, a transition
and another taking its place
i’m insane, maybe is the way to put it
[chorus]:
control over my own brain
copiloting my own name
looking at shadows from behind
take shifts and rotating out
stay focused when you switch out
i’m not the only of my kind

i’m not the only one of me

[verse]:
the ship of theseus will break me
filling me with the maybe’s
wondering if somewhere deep inside is all of my old pieces
waiting to be turned back into a person

axe with a new handle
older one on the mantle
wondering if it still has a claim over the blade that it was given
before being swapped out on purpose

[pre~chorus]:
pulling all the pulleys on the portable part
of the inexorable divide between the body and the mind
taking a front row seat, watching it trying to pull itself together
like a rope bridge, orbiting a black hole

all of the disjointed pieces, held on by a single thread
and going all over the place, spaghettifying in the end
maybe that’s where all of my old planks are
[chorus]:
control over my own brain
copiloting my own name
looking at shadows from behind

take shifts and rotating out
stay focused when you switch out
i’m not the only of my kind

i’m not the only one of me

[bridge]:
getting used to all the lights being a different colour
and getting used to all my clothes looking a little duller
and getting used to not recognising our one~anothers
and getting used to thinking of myself more as something to discover
[outro]:

the ship of theseus will lead me
to a place that believes me
but i wonder if the vessel carrying me here
still thinks of itself as the same old person

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