This is magic, its tragic, its passion, its me/

This is classic romance and its madness, its peace/

This is masochists, catholics, addicts and activists/

Blackness and sadness that pacifists see/

This is close to me, focusing, ghosts that sing 

(Axioms!)/

Rosary, broken wings holding me (Back-a-wards!)/

Followed the path to to to find find find this/

And I swallowed the wrath to un-ite my intents-tents-

tents/

Tensions will build, walls will collapse/

Lessons instilled when I saw through the cracks/

Cracked smiles repaired, we just crawl in our tracks/

Cause we live just to die, we evolve to adapt/

To the fast food and the tattoos/

Its like I just can't see past the bad news/

And I can't bruise, like a statue/

But I'm fallin' apart from the shrap-nel/

This is casualties, atrophy, mastering (axioms!)/

Gravity, gradually, askin' me (back-a-wards!)/

Progress make can you when reverse in be why?/

Feel I how just thats cuz reverse in words speak I/

Any and every engaging discussion/

Of lovin's engraving a memory in me/

Memories in me engraving the lovin'/

Of every and any engaging discussion/

High high high mid mid mid low low low (Next!)/

Why try my wish if this goal I holds (Dead!)

Sooner or later I'll drown in regret/

When I'm swimming in circles and holding my breath/