Wild; The lines are obscured Between who is there to feed you And who is out there for themselves. You're a parasite, you pacify my voice So I can't scream it's muffled In my messed up brain I go insane to take my rains off.
Beast; The mirror is obscured Between what is real to me And what is the real world. You're an animal you amplify my need to run Away in darkness To a wasteland where I find my place and I am my own boss.
"I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity." Edgar Allan Poe