A brain like mine, the brain of an addict, can justify anything Drumming up excuses that defy reasoning Connecting dots with miles of red string Coming to conclusions that are baffling "The problem was this here faulty Icarus wing" "Setting me up for failure back when I was seventeen" Not the fact of the constant nosediving Bracing for impact, the anticipations paralyzing It was easier to hide it in the begining Can't hide it now, so let's call it ageing The lack of a fatal crash is a bit puzzling No complaining It's just surprising Kinda thought I'd be death defying 'Till I became stuck in the sky flying high, Ignoring every warning Didn't think it possible to hit the ground running But now I'm panicking I didn't plan for a second half, that fact is terrifying Far scarier than any thought of dying I wish I was lying