I've been lost in fear and loathing on a bathroom tile floor Holding fistfuls of my blood, barely together And for a moment it had seemed like to die is just a dream And to live after tonight would be a nightmare And in the mirror I could see an older man stare back at me With drinks and crushed up pills like some failed science He seemed to say without a voice that his future was a choice And the truth will all at once become apparent Won't you be the liberator to this overactive brain? Because I've been struggling to feel out what these thoughts mean I'm a stumbling narcoleptic, fingers grasped to hearts of gla** And in a bed of shards I'll fall right in to good dreams Where life would stand so still And for a moment we are free Restless souls flown from the sea One day I will Steal the traction from the ether Walk right into everything I want to be And when my bones are laid into the ground someday I hope to hell I had the guts to tell you everything And when my bones are laid into the ground someday I hope to hell that you and I'd seen everything Because I've been lovesick lost and lonely on the wrong side of the world In a decade strong of suffering and silence And when the world paints me a cynic, I guess that's just what I'll be Because there's no greater hope left in this idle city