Compulsive and hysteric, unbalanced irrational speculations
Of scenarios and conversations with faces I don't know
Overanalyze incessant inquisitous situations
My mind a cursed creation
I've lost touch, a constant feeling to be at rest
My pulse rises as the pain swells into my chest
Relentless torment
Relentless torment
The endless cycle of torment claws at the back of my skull
Relentless and constant, my rapid conscience taunts me at night
Aš tai dabar jaučiuosi, lyg man būtų uždėtas limitas, kiek galiu naudotis music'u. Nes atrodo, prisiliesiu prie kažko ne to ir išmes mane kokiai savaitei, kaip jau yra padarę. Bet iš dalies gerai tokia pertrauka - daugiau laiko kitiems dalykams