[Instrumental]
I look back but now I know
The past is only but a show
Head is spinning, thoughts too loud
Sucked inside a somber drought
These secrets won't come out
The sink is dripping plastic white
Feels like a butter knife
And if you run run away from me
You will run into me
Caught in a circular shape
Identified, Desensitized
IN BetweeN InvisiblE LineS
From the outside in, I’m inside out
I need to shut it down
Keep a quiet mind, all of the time
All of the time
ALL OF THE TIME