(Hess/Lesperance)

Count the days of my ever after

And I cannot fill my hand

There's a space and a hole in my mirror

Where I used to stand

I'd drag the snakes that claim to love me

Down the sewers of my hell

With the face that the world pinned upon me

I'm just a prisoner of my head

I don't believe in calm surrenders

Cut at the knees I bleed a victim of fate

As I lay in the fault around me

Burn the bed of nails I had

And I pray that the road of plenty

Fills the manholes where I tread

I'll make the waves begin to tremble

Cut at the knees I bleed a

Victim of Fate

Forever is closing in, if I wait

The chance may never come again at all

To shelter me from myself

I feel the amphetamines

I feel them instead of me

I feel the amphetamines

They don't know

I don't believe in calm surrenders

Cut at the knees I bleed a victim of fate