| A world of color returns
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| Feeling of warmth renewed
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| Senses return to what they once were prior to
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| Joining the dead here in this place
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| Start to remember something other than pain
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| Euphoria calls
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| Go down to ascend
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| Medicated bliss
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| Rapture is achieved
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| And just maybe the answer is not
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| To wait for help but go and find it
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| This introduction to madness seems to have cured
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| And filled the hollow space within me
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| I’ve been looking for a way to
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| Remember who I once was
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| Mask the pain and overflow
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| Take the reins by giving in
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| Self-inflicted liberty
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| Tastes so sweet, like liquid mirth
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| Hold on tight or lose control
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| And spiral out and slip away
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| Drunken, drugged up, splendid ecstasy
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| I’m alive
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| For the first time in so long
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| Invincible, immaculate and free from everything
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| That dragged me down like tons of brick
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| A sensational new emotion to abuse
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| And just maybe the truth of it all
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| Is I chose to feel this pain within
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| In mania, depressed me seems a fool
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| As I fill this hollow space within me
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| I’ve been looking for a way to
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| Remember who I once was
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| Mask the pain and overflow
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| Take the reins by giving in
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| Self-inflicted liberty
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| Tastes so sweet, like liquid mirth
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| Hold on tight or lose control
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| And spiral out and slip away
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| Panicked, terror-stricken ecstasy
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| Once again lose what’s me
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| The grip on my sanity is loosened
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| As the pain flows freely from my lips
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| And through this body until I am free
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| Consciousness is pulled back, now see the body from afar as it stumbles
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| Making the same mistake again on repeat, each time feeling better yet worse
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| With a sick satisfaction
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| I drown myself in the poison that numbs yet exacerbates
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| Each second that passes brings closer the nauseated comfort that I crave
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| Time melts
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| Behind me is loss, before is the same
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| I shake, I quiver, I fall
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| Behind me is loss, before is the same
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| I bow, I bend, I break
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| I am now nothing
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| Just a pile of firing nerves
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| Whose synapses flare, and only crave more
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| There’s no solace in this fleeting break
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| This euphoric reprieve
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| No deliverance for the damned
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| I’ve been looking
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| I’ve been looking for a way to
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| Remember who I once was
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| Mask the pain and overflow
|
| Take the reins by giving in
|
| Self-inflicted liberty
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| Tastes so sweet, like liquid mirth
|
| Hold on tight or lose control
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| And spiral out and slip away |