My heart beats fast When I stand still Skin that feels the wind rush past-- Wind that isn't there. I hear the roaring crowd Of nobody. I'm alone. Bright lights, blink fast In a dark room.
Screaming in your head Alive while being dead.
Can You Read My Racing Thoughts? They Whisper In The Beating Heart Of Night.
Can you hear me now? I'm calling out for you. In the Ever darkening Day.