We are imperfect
Emotionally disturbed
I feel anemic
With a beating inside my chest
And a grip to the neck
I'm barely breathing
Paralyzed
Consumed by all that we know
Terrified
Accepting all that we've become
We are surrounded
By the fear of falling endlessly
I feel the warning
Like a needle inside my spine
A familiar sign
A new wave is coming
Paralyzed
Consumed by all that we know
Terrified
Accepting all that we've become
There's nowhere left to hide
No conscience to confide
Manic as one would be if plagued the same
Bury the knife in me and twist away
Manic as one would be if plagued the same
Bury the knife in me and twist away
Paralyzed
Consumed by all that we know
Terrified
Accepting all that I've become
