Michael Barnes: music
The Detachment Process
Get rid of everything that reminds you
Stay away from every place that reminds you
Don't talk to the ones who reminds you
Never say that name again, 'cause now it's obscene
Maybe I'm just an obsessive son of a bitch
Maybe I just live in my head a little too much
Maybe that's what lets me do what you hear now
Maybe that's all I really need anyhow
Don't play the same old songs (it's behind you)
Don't watch the same old films (it's behind you)
Just move on to the next one (it's behind you)
But what if there's no one (Misery will follow you)
Maybe I'm just an obsessive son of a bitch
Maybe I just live in my head a little too much
Maybe that's what lets me do what you hear now
Maybe that's all I really need anyhow
So this is what it's come to
This is what it's come down to
This is the detachment process
Wash away everything
Turn the best into nothing
This is the detachment process
Get rid of everything that reminds you
Stay away from every place that reminds you
Don't talk to the ones who reminds you
Never say that name again, 'cause now it's obscene
Maybe I'm just an obsessive son of a bitch
Maybe I just live in my head a little too much
Maybe that's what lets me do what you hear now
Maybe that's all I really need anyhow
So this is what it's come to
This is what it's come down to
This is the detachment process
Wash away everything
Turn the best into nothing
This is the detachment process