“Soundbite...”

Lyrics:
Somewhere I am in the depths of some despair right now. Somewhere I am living high in quiet peace. Somewhere I am am just a cell but I'm divided now. And somewhere I am the recently deceased. In a fraction of a second I am swaggering. Somewhere I have an eternity to go. Somewhere else my unreality is staggering--an eternity it burdens me to know. I am a dream maintaining itself across time I am a voice on top of itself and now I am a point in space in the day and at night I am a name on paper and I'm a soundbite. In a dozen other heads I'm kept as company. In a footprint I'm the how if not the why. In a memory I'm the sum of what's become of me. In a moment already passing I am I. And I'm the isolated image of my time alone. I am compromise and hopefulness and fear. I'm the sweaty mess of hands upon a microphone. I'm the panic that is buzzing in your ear. And I'm a soundbite now.
I'll be my own archive.
And when I'm gone you'll know that I'm a soundbite life.
A soundbite life. Could I be blamed for disbelieving in the absence of that sacred ontological state of self I presuppose before all else? Could I be called an egomaniac? Could I be fucking wrong I yelled, and no one answered back. (And I'm a soundbite.)
I am a dream maintaining itself across time I am a voice on top of itself and now I
(And I'll be gone.)
am a point in space in the day and at night I am a name on paper and I'm a soundbite And I'm a soundbite now.
I'll be my own archive.
And when I'm gone you'll know that I'm a soundbite life.
I am a soundbite life.
I am a soundbite.

Playing time (m:ss): 5:19