Ripped from my only solace
Out of time, out of progress
Lost count of the times again
I say that I won't
I've re-made myself from then
But it's not so different
Up against the sudden, onset
Loss of self control
I'm on low
Set the tone, I need more
Falling backwards
Crawling closer
Falling deeper into my head
Pennies spent for satisfaction
Temporary: once again
Coming from my every movement
Color fills my head
Mindless antics
Time is wasted staring into nothingness
The face of it is haunting me
Out of time, temptation
Calling me to state of regression
