It gets worse as time goes on That sickly feeling of lack of control Overpowered by your own mind as it perpetuates lies Regardless of what you're told to see It never feels safe Torn between your purpose and what you believe Constant endeavours, disregarded in an attempt for Comfort inside (inside) For comfort inside, I'd give my life To ward of the weather These thoughts (these thoughts) These thoughts will (these thoughts will) wear down your bones As the false perceptions, blind your eyes to the truth Is this the reality I'm part of? To be afraid of everything and everyone This will, bring me down to my knees, hiding my face This is, apprehension to myself It's ripping apart at the seams The thought of what's in my head conquers all my dreams And my dreams, my dreams aren't seen The ever-changing lights guide me They forge a path beneath my feet So, I follow them mindlessly Torn from the ember I seek life among the others It's ripping apart at the seams At the seams A pattern of choice, where I choose not to voice My innermost discretions But my face reflects them Now I've been, the bringer of my own downfall Now I've seen, the possible nature of turmoil Inflicted pain, leading to disarray, and endless grief And I'm afraid of these watchful eyes