Rip apart my only means to unwind.
Swim through the mud.
I am a slave to the mind.
Whoever would deny themselves to the world.
Tell us a story of a sickness ignored.
I feel fine.
Losing time.
Where are the days where simple pleasures are made.
I've tripped and found myself right into a grave.
Let's weep together so I won't feel alone.
This better end so I stand on my own.
I feel fine.
Losing time.
I'm alright.
Lose my mind.
You don't know how much strength and control.
If I could tell between the new and the old.
My state of conciousness would widen to see.
All of my sickness was caused by me.
I feel fine.
Losing time.
I'm alright.
Lose my mind.
