I cant help but think
I'll ever be
good enough
My hands shake
and my heart races
faster than any
parading drummer

Seeing you strikes
fear in me
That feeling of knives
digging further into
my lungs

That need for showers
so hot my skin
tingles for pain

That terrifying feeling
I cant seem to shake
No grunge filled song could
hold me tighter than
tonight

Mister aslyum kissing my
ears lightly with
his words

Maybe I'll sleep tonight
if i let Johnny's music
flow over me like
honey