“And when you're feeling empty, keep me memory, and leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest”
“Don't want to reach for me, do you? I mean nothing to you, the little things give you away”
“Memories consumeLike opening the woundI'm picking me apart againYou all assumeI'm safe here in my roomUnless I try to start again.”
“You were standing in the wake of devastation And you were waiting on the edge of the unknown And with the cataclysm raining down Insides crying "Save me now" You were there, impossibly alone”
“There's somthing inside me that pulls beneath the surface.Consuming.Confusing.This lack of self-control I fear is never ending.Controlling.I can't seemTo find myself again,My walls are closing in(Without a sense of confidence, I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)I felt this way before...So insecure..”
“But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head, like a face that I hold inside, face that awakes when I close my eyes, face that watches everytime I lie, face that laughs everytime I fall. (It watches EVERYTHING) ... But the face inside is hearing me, right beneath my skin.”