my heart's been racing with my mind to the finish
line of these fevered times struck down again this
the walls inside these thoughts i can't control
and shooting through my veins these hightened
senses overwhelming confusion replaces clarity a
neurotic rearrangement you know the feeling when
down feels up to it's old tricks again so misleading
when it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest out
of breath on the bathroom floor and i'll make
light of this night and night of this day it's what
i tell myseld to sleep when i dream myself awake
