Floating face down in my vocal ***** of regurgitated euphemisms
Trying to shoot the minds eye just to get away from myself
Running fast and far past cobwebs of unused thought
Only to come face to face with every shadow I've ever been
I've only a pair of fists and the little bit of light left in my eyes
They have bats made of all the secrets I've hidden from myself.
Saying I should become them all over again
To loose the ground on which I stand