I walked through that familiar door
Singing my same old song
It was comforting but scary how its so easy to be numb
I expected to see you on the other side even though it isnt fun
That I have an obligation to see someone that cannot see im on the run
From them, from life
My daydreaming is a double-edged knife
That I must shed in my belongings i leave
On my own ****** trail of fears
A little inferno
Between my tiny ears