Almost LostImmersed in confusion
Drag out this unwillingly
This soundwave is paused
Uneducated adornment
Agenda of truth
It is a lie
There is none
Fact or fiction
Back and ForthTry and concentrate
Brain is melting
Walking in a daze
Security of isolation
Always shifting, back and forth
Blueprint within
Ceaseless BecomingLook away, to return
Start again, never learn
Past echoes, ears bleed
Eyes blind, fires feed
Circle turns
Cycle set
Square one again
Crowded RoadHey, listen...
A crowded road ends before it begins
Struggle to survive, hands try to grasp
If told like it is, who will listen?
A crowded road ends before it begins
Pages and pages of rambling
Drop OutTell yourself it's not worth knowing
Erase yourself and you'll find something
Truth that doesn't fit
A curse of inspiration
Try to stay afloat
Too much information
Bow and take an exit
DustAll the blank faces walking around us
They mean nothing
Candles in the dark
Every speck of dust in this universe, floating around us
Candles in the dark
Every speck of dust in this universe, floating around us
Candles in the dark
Ignoring AngerRats on a telephone line
Run past my window at night
This my view. Same scenery. Nothing new
Thought we'd escape society's trap
Chased a dream. Caught a nightmare
Once possibilities seemed endless
Good intentions. Ruined lives
Haunting memories unfolding around me
In MemoryTo live asleep in memory
I have forgotten the reason why
Mold of hands begins to dissolve
Tell me who is to blame
To live asleep in memory
I have forgotten the reason why
The air rolls through me
Only to cultivate fog
Nature's Predators
Streets lined with blood
Sleep no longer rests
Try to tune it out
This is no love generation
This is the town I live in
It is an American tension
Nature's predators live through death
Only OneLocked into
Moments seen through and through
Like darkness
Shining on you
Revealing and weeping
I try to
Try to see things through and through
ScapegoatI hear the ravens calling to you
Oh soulless creature violent death
Scapegoated, blame laid upon me
I'll be damned to take what's left
The root of the problem
Has been buried too deep
By the time you get to it
Problems will have surpassed the end
Tired ClimbKeyed up, all tore up
Free from thought, walking backwards
Tranquil anxiety
Refraining from walking backwards
Reverse and rewind
Contemplate moving forward
Regrets indicate, moving forth is walking backwards
To ForgetTo be denied, not justified
Can't decide which way to turn
You're fucking with my mind and taking all my time
And yet, I do it to you
What you're doing ain't right
When I fight the time
And I hold it to you
To Walk AloneThought not to walk alone here
Where all things die
Witness the sameness of will
Where all men cry
Farther and farther away
Into long ago
Soft yellow halo inside
Keeps me alive