my heart's been racing with my mind to the finish 

line of these fevered times struck down again this 

the walls inside these thoughts i can't control 

and shooting through my veins these hightened 

senses overwhelming confusion replaces clarity a 

neurotic rearrangement you know the feeling when 

down feels up to it's old tricks again so misleading 

when it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest out 

of breath on the bathroom floor and i'll make 

light of this night and night of this day it's what 

i tell myseld to sleep when i dream myself awake