Singled Out: The Indecent

Control was initially about O.C.D., but as I was writing, it became more about conflicted feelings, being trapped in a loop�a series of small observations about, really, anything that makes you feel like you have a limited mind. It's about fearing the inert � staying in one place, being barely alive, yet somehow being attracted to that feeling. Enjoying the soothing aspect of repetition, while also hating it at the same time. I guess it's about being stuck in one thought, but I could be wrong. I could be wrong. It's very curious � sometimes you don't become aware of the actual meaning of a song until long after you've written it, or more accurately, long after writing, you become aware of many levels of meanings that you had not been originally aware of.
I think I write a lot about that idea, about being a human trapped in their mind, a mind trapped inside a universe, a universe that might just be an illusion, a universe that might be someone else's idea, a universe that might be the idea of someone else who is trapped inside of another person's idea! You feel like your minds trapped in one fragment of one point in a lost and long gone memory. Just that one moment in your history. And all you dream of is to be some sort of superior species�one beyond human need, but with the benefits of empathy.