Art By Numbers - Panacea lyrics

Starting over with no hope for turning back Still it's calling me Saturated with a vigorous routine I hear it calling me, still calling me again Under this stress it's a mess I cannot avoid entirely Trapped in distraction, again I fall the victim to Fighting thoughts with focus This paradox will be the end of me Wired head to toe, the rest must go No need for an alibi I can't recall what's next Unless I learn of a past demise This scattered recollection fails My mind is pacing back and forth Through walls of a restless daze And consciousness is fading What breaks inside is not the world to me But will I ever make my way back safe inside this remedy If I had an ounce of strength left I could a**ure myself that I'm alright The fall of a battling man is unstoppable Watch your step