The feeling of being powerless,
The drama is creeping up again,
Can’t stand these blinking eyes… cause I’m sinking into paralysis,
Deafening, but I can manage~it, that darkness is coming back again,
So Lord I look upon, to see if you can… catch me.
It’s been a long time since I’ve flowed these thoughts through my fingertips,
Ballpoint to paper, and the fumes are smelling sweet,
Causing dizziness and nausea, palpitations effect my heartbeat,
I don’t want to lose him, loser is not the path for me,
But it seems inevitably, that the control… from the old chain_and_ball,
Is directing and asserting power,
I fall down like a burning tower,
Crumbling away… for heartbreak… heartbreak.
It’s been a while.