All I can do to try and breathe,
Shadows of silhouettes,
The scariness of ordinary things,
That haunt you in your dreams,
Make your heart skip a beat.
Come to me, Come to me,
Feel the static of dreams of bodies,
And lips that crash together,
With fierce intensity,
We are lost to who we are.
Think of you in the middle of the night,
Lead myself astray,
Wrong way, wrong way,
It's a feeling of being nowhere,
Was it worthwhile?
Life's mystery isn't such a mystery anymore,
Close the door to disbelief,
Of shadows of silhouettes,
And the scariness of ordinary things.