Telos
Between the Buried and Me Lyrics

Built to destroy
Humans are engineered to bring about their own destruction.

Born to compress
People are born to suppress their own emotions and ideas.

Every worry
All concerns should be pushed deep down and hidden from others.

Every idea
All original thoughts should be suppressed and not expressed.

Push it deep down
All internal struggles and troubles should be hidden and not confronted.

The blood vessel cover
The physical body acts as a shield to emotional turmoil.

The skin suit of anxiety
The body contains and encapsulates anxiety and fear.

Never speak a word
Sharing vulnerabilities is discouraged.

Just do as you're told and compete
Following authority without question and comparing oneself to others is encouraged.

Compete for success, for health, for sport.
The world is a competitive game to succeed through physical achievement.

Climb the mountain of limbs
Ambition means reaching the top and stepping on others along the way.

Build the walls around me
Isolation from others is preferred.

A covered land mine
Every interaction with others is potentially dangerous and unpredictable.

Every smile, every itch
Every physical reaction is a potential trigger.

Put your head under the ground
Deny reality or the world around oneself.

Worm discussion
Meaningless small talk to distract from real issues or emotions.

Born to dominate
People have an innate desire to overpower others.

As I am you
Everyone has their own struggles and personal issues.

You will never know
Individual and internal conflicts are inaccessible to outsiders.

Just like all the fools before you, here is what we must do
Everyone is controlled by the same societal expectations and pressures.

She writes:
The start of a personal journal entry.

I awake to a cold touch. Two arms in four-armed bed.
Waking up alone in a bed meant for two.

The touch of wind wrapping around me.
The feeling of emptiness or isolation surrounding oneself.

I'm trying to follow its scent. The scent of isolation.
Trying to navigate feelings of loneliness and separation from others.

Every door opened, every aspect of our life... gone.
The loss of a past life or relationship.

Hauling around our memories.
Memories are a heavy burden to carry.

Every corner a display of our life.
The past relationship is a constant reminder in every aspect of everyday life.

A life I assume will never be the same again.
The realization that things will never return to how they were.

No signs, no clues.
The confusion and lack of understanding surrounding the end of the relationship.

A game that I will question until the end.
Processing the end of the relationship will be a life-long process.

Years go by. The constant stare.
Time passes, but the weight of grief and loss remains ever-present.

The constant grip inside.
Emotional pain consumes one's life.

Every organ grinding.
The physical toll of mental suffering.

Every day seems easier until I step back in our box. Boxed in.
Life goes on, but going back to the past spaces inhabited together is difficult.

Surrounded by life, while suffocating inside a poor version of one.
Experiencing the world around oneself but still struggling to find happiness and meaning in life.

Grip the match, set the fire. Don't save a thing.
Starting fresh by burning all past possessions and memories.

Rebirth. Reborn. Now this is progress.
Clinging onto what comes after desolation as a form of progress.

The black box will reveal only this. I will sit. Sit and wait until not a breath escapes my body.
Facing internal emotions head-on in order to heal and move forward.

Burning in our box.
The past relationship will be an everlasting presence in one's life.

What did all of this even mean?
Questioning the purpose and meaning behind tragedy and loss.

More objects to represent a status. One we can't even prove.
Society values material possessions but they are unable to provide any proof of success or happiness.

Hide behind what we have taken.
Disguising and suppressing true emotions and desires with material possessions.

You have done this.
Blaming the other party for causing the end of the relationship.

The memory of me will leave with the ash of lost treasures.
Memories of the relationship will dissipate and be replaced with material objects.

Goodbye to you. Goodbye to everything.
A final farewell to the previous relationship and all associated memories.

She speaks:
Continuation of the personal journal entry.

Was I ever really alive?
Questioning the authenticity of previous experiences and relationships.

Did I stay in his mind?
Wondering if she will be remembered by the other party.

Do as we are built
Following societal expectations and conforming to expected norms.

Machines for the future
People are programmed to function like machines in order to survive in modern society.

Bright eyed and ready for life
Young people are eager to succeed and build fulfilling lives.

The dual gods of our time
Success and profit are the most valued aspects of modern society.

Of all time
Even historically, societies have been controlled by capitalist values and profiting off the efforts of others.

They will never see us coming
Breaking societal norms and establishing independence from societal expectations.

Let's end it all
Destroying the societal norms and expectations that previously controlled individual behavior.

Start from scratch
Completely rebuilding societal structure from the ground up.

Patch the uniform and let the galaxy form a comfortable replacement
Making improvements to current societal structures to accommodate future needs and changes.

We will not be missed
Individuals will not conforming to societal expectations will not be recognized or appreciated.

Doing as one's told
Following authority without questions in order to find success and acceptance.

A puppet through fear
Society exercises control over individuals in order to keep compliance through fear.

The crossed finger clicking sounds
Using 'lucky' or superstitious rituals to establish control over life situations.

Inner anxiety with a smile
Suppressing anxiety and worry with the appearance of happiness.

(Will he even know this? Will she notice? I haven't even begun telling her the truth, or telling you about her for that matter.)
Internal thoughts regarding unspoken personal struggles and secrets.

Why can't we step back?
Questioning the importance of societal progression and material wealth.

Are we really this important?
Doubting the worth of societal expectations and norms.

Just because we can doesn't mean we should (Let things happen naturally)
Challenging the need for constant societal progression and technological advancement.

Personal resets through selfish release
Reestablishing oneself through pursuits of personal freedom and individualism.

At least I will enjoy
Pursuing individual happiness and fulfillment as the primary goal.

The worry slips under the door (I will never see him or I again)
Failing to confront and communicate with those who have impacted one's life.

You won't see me coming
Establishing a new path and independence from societal norms without seeking approval or recognition from others.