The countdown commences my mentality divided by the fences of my senses condenses on the skin of a girl who can't seem to stop the twirl of the room it's in & out too soon to bend the spoon engage in a verbal rage in her cage while i stay cool calm & collected my intellect respected by the next kid to bring her down and show her how it feels now to f** without this connection my life and my direction confession of a dog that cannot learn its lesson regression take a walk down memory lane of the pain when she cut me into sections to swallow the hollow promise of tomorrow the end of sorrow and whatever was to follow the light that we left on for five years long while we sang that song we tried to carry on to stay a thousand miles away with nothing left to say