Our vices nick like the prick from a pin
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
You're stepping down from this
White walled, stair well
You're staring the beast in the eye
As he stalks your every motion
Each step's a crack in your foundation
That you've worked so hard to build
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold
A grip of yourself
You're moving backwards in time
In this ensemble of titans
You're only a mouse
Playing the notes all too soon
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold
A grip of yourself
You've been here
You know it all too well
Just take it in
The bitter taste of hell
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold
A grip of yourself
We're awaiting the crescendo
The ending credits