sometimes i couldn't hear myself
S C R E A M I N G
couldn't feel the pain you were
I N F L I C T I N G
like i had put myself away

and sometimes i catch myself
D R E A M I N G
couldn't stop the flashbacks from
C O M I N G   O N
like i wanted to feel something other than pain

everytime i look back on my
C H I L D H O O D
i see your face in the
B A C K G R O U N D
like out of the corner of my eye
i see your face lingering still
and know i know what to call it
just a little
S E C O N D H A N D    S M O K E