coming around my senses torn
its no illusion its here everyday i breathe
as long as you see it as long as you know
as long as you fake it nobody knows

breathe down again i'm suffering
my heads out of sync and i cant hide the pain

is this the ending or is this the start
all that we sever all that we are
communication connected apart
promises given the cross of a heart

breathe down again i'm suffering
my heads out of sync and i cant find the way out of it
i cant find a a way out