Low

The daylight rays against my face
And we say that we will change
Our bodies clash your voice is ash
My sorrow tastes the same

It starts so suddenly the roaring in your head
A chaos rolling in from all the thoughts you thought you fled

How much of me can I bleed
Director, close the scene
I'm stuck in disbelief
Promise me this is all a dream

I'm a panic, in perfect disguise
An absent glamber
I'm rolling low, low, low

And if there's only your voice
Cutting through the rain
I'll run and run into the void
The madness keep me sane

I'm a panic, in perfect disguise
An absent glamber
I'm rolling low, low, low

There's things that I think, I wish you'd hear
All the ways I try to simply disappear