Uneasiness seems to always set in
Staring in the mirror for far too long
How can I understand what I see, with these lines so quickly fading?
As the sound around me dies, the blood rushes up behind my eyes
And my head crawls with the sense of hot apprehension
Disassociation keeps me far away
Keeps me dreaming when I'm wide awake
What have I the capacity to do, in this state of muted feelings and silent aversions?
What can I do to put this to sleep?
Solo: Christianson
In my dreams I'm plagued by epic destruction
Paralyzed by what may come to be
Every beat I miss could be the death of me
Is it life that I value or fear that I need?
Is it intuition or just insanity?
As the sound around me dies, the blood rushes up behind my eyes
And my head crawls with the sense of hot apprehension
Disassociation keeps me far away
Keeps me dreaming when I'm wide awake
What have I the capacity to do, in this state of muted feelings and silent aversions?
Staring back at a face I do not know, I cannot begin to call it my own
And I'm reminded of how many years it's been now
But you left your mark on me and it will be carried on
In my dreams I'm plagued by epic destruction
Solo: Peterson
Disassociation
What have I the capacity to do?
What have I?
Staring in the mirror for far too long
How can I understand what I see, with these lines so quickly fading?
As the sound around me dies, the blood rushes up behind my eyes
And my head crawls with the sense of hot apprehension
Disassociation keeps me far away
Keeps me dreaming when I'm wide awake
What have I the capacity to do, in this state of muted feelings and silent aversions?
What can I do to put this to sleep?
Solo: Christianson
In my dreams I'm plagued by epic destruction
Paralyzed by what may come to be
Every beat I miss could be the death of me
Is it life that I value or fear that I need?
Is it intuition or just insanity?
As the sound around me dies, the blood rushes up behind my eyes
And my head crawls with the sense of hot apprehension
Disassociation keeps me far away
Keeps me dreaming when I'm wide awake
What have I the capacity to do, in this state of muted feelings and silent aversions?
Staring back at a face I do not know, I cannot begin to call it my own
And I'm reminded of how many years it's been now
But you left your mark on me and it will be carried on
In my dreams I'm plagued by epic destruction
Solo: Peterson
Disassociation
What have I the capacity to do?
What have I?