Corrupt demons in my mind Opening wounds I've held inside To make me weak To leave me blind But they won't win this time Cosmic euphoria As we turn our backs on the ones we love Questioning every thought Letting our minds get the best of us Visions of distant memories What do they mean I Sit with my clenched fists And slowly break out of reality Cosmic euphoria Turning our backs on the ones we love Questioning every thought Letting our minds get the best of us Dwelling on what used to be Picture perfect memories Decaying thoughts of love I feel nothing at all Defragmenting my own mind Searching for the answers I'll never find Every moment has come to this The fevered subconscious It's come to this