Fleeting innocent recall
Awakens sensory sprawl
A sparking nerve
Unlocks a thundering herd

Details not written
But the path well beaten
What did I say
Was that really play
The more I sink
I ask what they think

More fire to the mire
Stirs the pain in the ***
The circular result
To a depressive rot

Stop
Deep freeze the brain

End this pain

The only way to win
Because I've got you...
Under my skin