We question our motives, wonder about past wonders.
relapsing is more frequent, as we try to break the past, and clear our memory of the habits.
I feel like once this is over, im going to wake up in a padded room wearing a straight jacket.
they're begining to notice now. And I find we're getting more distant.
honestly, its making me sick, feeling im the one to blame for this waking sickness, and wars.
we thought the past couldn't touch us, but here it comes, darling... Run faster with me. Please, don't let it catch up.
im being threatened with a knife to my throat.
id love to scream and tell you.
but nothing escapes my terrified lips.