I was splitting at the seams I was whipering I was slipping through digression I was making my mark I stared at all reflections But none were mine I was full of indecision This judgment time This situation changes it's one on one Got a hand without the ace And there's nothing to come I was searching for the rebound But the walls are flying away I was left to face the inquest It was the late night way My senses I'm stripped of lust And burning for that peacful trust I was kept awake By traditions call I was so distressed And now I feel the fall