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Introducing: Cursed Form from Pittsburgh, PA. Watch the official music video for the band’s brand new single "Disarray in the Details" exclusively on BVTV Music! Stream "Disarray in the Details" now at: https://linktr.ee/cursedform Engineered by: Alex Emert Mixed & Mastered by: Shane Mayer at Cerebral Audio Video filmed & edited by: Steve Buvalla Check out more from Cursed Form at: https://linktr.ee/cursedform Want to be featured on BVTV Music? Email us at: [email protected] Follow BVTV Music at: YOUTUBE: / bvtv TWITTER: / bvtv FACEBOOK: / bvtvmusic INSTAGRAM: / bvtvmusic Lyrics: Segments of disheveled memories I’m trying to keep it together But it’s slipping piece by piece Living in moments of passing bliss and anxiousness I promptly hit the floor, a sickness ignored Is this the way things used to be Everything is distorted, losing clarity Thoughts with fractures, a childhood lost A mind so stagnant, a lost cause All that I need is a place to rot Nothing left for me, no afterthoughts Till there’s nothing left Till there’s nothing left Born for confinement No cracks protruding light Dependent on your vibrance I need your sight How can I live without you When you’re all I know A husk of my former self Carved out and left hollow Carved out and left hollow Cut me off, sever the ties Killing myself just to survive Foundation of needles, why can’t things change Every day, repetitive Life feels like a sedative Like flowers on graves, left to decay Like flowers on graves, left to decay All that I need is a place to rot Nothing left for me, no afterthoughts Till there’s nothing left Till there’s nothing left Finding all the parts of me that make me feel sick Living so disheveled just for seconds of rest Till there’s nothing left Till there’s nothing left Coming up with remedies to fix the absence (Blinded by regret, I wish I never met you like this) Anything to get me past this (You left me hollow) Losing clarity (To pick up the pieces)