| Thins are looking fine, maybe on the outside. | |
| The season's stirring me and I can't control my instincts. | |
| Emotions blocked out, I left you strung out, I struggle to be free. | |
| Gentle masquerade, and I can't control my actions. | |
| How did things wear down into such decay? | |
| How do I express the way I feel today? | |
| Feeling out of touch, striving to stay sane. | |
| How do I explain what I became today? | |
| Running from myself, trying to forget, but regret will never leave me. | |
| Emotions blocked out. | |
| I left you strung out, I struggle to be free. | |
| Humanity's charade, and I can't control what's happening like I should. | |
| How did things wear down into such decay? | |
| How do I express the way I feel today? | |
| Feeling out of touch, striving to stay sane, | |
| how do I explain what I became today? | |
| And I'm hiding from these rays, they're penetrating me, | |
| and I realize I cant' theorize your pain. | |
| Searching for the right words to convey. | |
| Time well bury choices I have made. | |
| Well I learn to live with my mistakes? | |
| Or will I be stuck here, in complacency, | |
| in the wake of these neon lights |
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