You looked outside and fought decision
Crises in my mind crises in my future
No clothes neither no shades could hide this pain
Could it just run away, could it just run away, it’s holding every vein

If I was passing out tomorrow
Would you even care to save my life?
And if you thought that you knew sorrow
You’re in for a treat it’s a hell of ride

A wall occurred and stopped the ferry
Chopping with round knifes, trying to dig a hole

I walked alone and caught attention
The demons would have their meal and they would eat it with pride
An invite to dinner along with pills
Medicate it, medicate it and you’ll get well.