The precipice of structure and contentment
Has shown the elements all the rules that I bend
This shivering skin that she fell into
Will imitate all that's surely delicate
Darkness and danger have now forged this cage
I'm a product of what I have made
And I can't escape
Can I survive in this torrent
Replaced from this world I'm the foreign
The way that she moves makes me wonder
If everything is going under
This imitation, an abrasion killing me slowly
Grating on my soul
Feeding as it's eating me whole
Cold, fear of the future I let go
Only because of its choke hold
I know the lies that I told
But the truth would just cause you to fold
Here I lay at the breaking light
The day of men has now
Turned to night
Can I survive in this torrent
Replaced from this world I'm the foreign
The way that she moves makes me wonder
If everything is going under
Please stand by
Try to facilitate
Keep in mind
I am the one she hates
On this night
She can incriminate any she wants
It's the wounding that she won't
Please stand by
Try to facilitate
Keep in mind
I am the one she hates
On this night
She can incriminate any she wants
It's the wounding that she won't
Mind
