SXMRXXT – ARCHN REPRISE Lyrics

ARCHN REPRISE – SXMRXXT Lyrics

The Architect

I wrote him into a corner…

Then I realized I was looking at a mirror

Back into the web we go. One last time

I spun a web out of syntax and sorrow

Selling out my yesterday to pay for my tomorrow

I called him the Architect, gave him all my flaws

Put him in a prison made of literary laws

He was lonely, he was brilliant, he was cynical and cold

A twenty-year-old soul that was feeling centuries old

And every time I picked up the pen to let him breathe

I was just tying another knot in the fabric I weave

I watched him break hearts just to see how they shatter

Obsessed with the pieces like they’re the only things that matter

But the ink started leaking from the page to my skin

I couldn't tell where the story ends and where I begin

Am I the creator or am I the casualty?

Trapped inside a saga that became my reality

Living in a house built of fictional grief

While the real world passed me by like a thief

Oh, the Architect is crying in the hallway tonight

He’s tired of the dark but he’s afraid of the light

He built a labyrinth to keep the world away

But he forgot the way out at the end of the day

Yeah, it’s a reprise of the pain that I drew

Architect, I’m sorry that I did this to you

We both sought a shelter in A Death Day Saga

Drowning out the silence with a brilliant bravada

We made betrayal look poetic, made the shadows look deep

But shadows don't hold you when you’re trying to sleep

I look at my old books sitting there on the shelf

Realizing every single tragedy was aimed at myself

I killed off the characters who loved too sincerely

Because looking at real devotion scared me severely

It’s a heavy thing to carry, the ghost of your own mind

Leaving trail maps of trauma for the people behind

But this is the reprise, the final revision

I’m stepping out the web, making the decision

To let the ink dry, let the Architect rest

Take the weight of his compass off the left of my chest

No more chapters of hiding

No more beautiful lies

I’m burying the fiction right before your eyes

Let the web unravel, let the threads go slack

I’m moving ahead… and I’m not looking back

Oh, the Architect is crying in the hallway tonight

He’s tired of the dark but he’s afraid of the light

He built a labyrinth to keep the world away

But he forgot the way out at the end of the day

Yeah, it’s a reprise of the pain that I drew

Architect, I’m sorry that I did this to you

Rest now

The web is down

The story's over