i twist my head around
i swear there was something there
but now there's not a sound
the thrill of the chase is in my blood
although i'm not afraid now i fear
i play along, creep through the night
hoping that he's nowhere near

why'd you? why'd you?
why'd you do it? now they're all gone
they're all gone

under the glow of the moon i wait
listening to my heart beat in my head
and i wonder if it's our obsession
with the unknown and the dead
i want to go but i'm paralysed
i can't move and it's nearly day
i think it wouldn't have come to this
if i had something to say

well i guess i couldn't be
eveything you thought of me
and it takes only time
for me to shed my skin
and i am bare, is this the real way i am
does the tide tell all in the end?
leaving real life as a sham
my pen creates the release i need
yet impedes my flow, where do i head?
which way do i go now? i am all i have