I was splitting at the seams

I was whipering

I was slipping through digression

I was making my mark

I stared at all reflections

But none were mine

I was full of indecision

This judgment time



This situation changes it's one on one

Got a hand without the ace

And there's nothing to come

I was searching for the rebound

But the walls are flying away

I was left to face the inquest

It was the late night way



My senses

I'm stripped of lust

And burning for that peacful trust

I was kept awake

By traditions call

I was so distressed

And now I feel the fall