Psycho Trance 2001
When was the last time you poured your heart out? It takes guts to feel what you've got there. It takes guts not to shatter into a million pieces here. You've got the intention to keep secrets. And ignorance not to notice. The idea that you can live it down. But the weight of thousands has no right to sit on your shoulders alone.
You've got addiction down to an art. And vindiction of no such thing. Oh, I'm on to you more than you think.
And unlike the rest of you, your habits didn't die. One thing you could cling to, to keep yourself alive. I've watched you slip away, pretend all you want. i know where you go to, that intent you've got. You can hide from everyone you know. And deep down the only one you're hiding from is you.
You're too afraid to admit it. Bcus that might make it real. Guess you'd rather fake it than heal.
It takes pure fear to drive me to tears. I'm hanging on to you like you forgot how to do.
And one day you'll crash. Behind blood shot eyes and too many lines. Under the sky losing dark and threat of sunrise.
And i wonder..then.. as i have before.
Who'll be there? Catch you as i can't anymore.
Bcus you'll continue to drift in and out of real. I've got better things to do now. I've long since learned to feel.
It's a lesson in learning thats thrown at us all. And we've made it thru but you've hit the wall.
And when the battle breaks out, as it inevitably will..
Despite what they may be feeding you, you'll pay for those thrills and it'll stop at nothing for another kill.
But you know what you're doing. And assured us you're fine.
Oh...i can't begin to count the time I've heard that same line..
You've got addiction down to an art. And vindiction of no such thing. Oh, I'm on to you more than you think.
And unlike the rest of you, your habits didn't die. One thing you could cling to, to keep yourself alive. I've watched you slip away, pretend all you want. i know where you go to, that intent you've got. You can hide from everyone you know. And deep down the only one you're hiding from is you.
You're too afraid to admit it. Bcus that might make it real. Guess you'd rather fake it than heal.
It takes pure fear to drive me to tears. I'm hanging on to you like you forgot how to do.
And one day you'll crash. Behind blood shot eyes and too many lines. Under the sky losing dark and threat of sunrise.
And i wonder..then.. as i have before.
Who'll be there? Catch you as i can't anymore.
Bcus you'll continue to drift in and out of real. I've got better things to do now. I've long since learned to feel.
It's a lesson in learning thats thrown at us all. And we've made it thru but you've hit the wall.
And when the battle breaks out, as it inevitably will..
Despite what they may be feeding you, you'll pay for those thrills and it'll stop at nothing for another kill.
But you know what you're doing. And assured us you're fine.
Oh...i can't begin to count the time I've heard that same line..