State of Low

You make me insane You make me insane Dont make obey don't make me obey Confess emptymess and the rest that you left for me Figure it out what you get is just what just see I feel you Hide from my mind In this state of low Now we're parted Make up your mind In this state of low I can't reach Take me with you when you go Longing for you is a part of me A touch underneath, a touch underneath Blisters they burst in the presence of a lie Your pale see-through skin in the corner of my eye I feel you Hide from my mind In this state of low Now we're parted Make up your mind In this state of low I can't reach Take me with you when you go