As the quiet burns on the midnight oil And my footsteps making cracks in the floor For the monsters lurking under my bead For the tinnitus ringing in my head It’s the pill in hands that I hold To Kill the tremors and bury the cold Carry…

Might as well sew your shadow to me, ghost of myself and drenched in caffeine Mirror becomes a distant warning I’m entering the uncanny valley You can’t pass this thread through my eye Patience failing, no compromise A reeling confrontation…

It’s the scrape, in your face, every morning, all it’s glory fades You’ll go numb, weak the knees, targets training, always hold this pace Take it all away Pull it all away Peel back all your skin Show your scars Take it all away…