Your mind is playin’ tricks on you That’s cold beneath your feet Burn the infected wounds and all the crap left incomplete Wear the abnegation erase the pictures in your mind Claim the cult of hesitation leave the pieces left behind Fear and panic feel so sweet you’ve been used with deceit it’s time for you to haunt the dreams of those who stole your breath Still the thought of happiness haunts you like a ghost One day it will catch you and give you the skill to breathe You cry and pray the best you can while going down on your knees Choking down your voices as you hit the wall of concrete Still the thought of happiness haunts you like a ghost One day it will catch you and give you the skill to breathe ...but not now...