I'd rather endless sleep, endless sleep I've grown at peace with the thought of an eternal slumber Senses drowned out by constant noise, constant noise Catastrophic failure, intensely vacillating Here I stand bleeding out, echoes of sin, echoes of sin These stitches slowly, rip free from skin Painted an improper shade of guilt, shade of guilt Everything comes pouring out, everything comes pouring out Unstable paroxysm Awash with fear Fucking asleep, unable to free myself It's breathing down my neck I will paint you a proper shade of guilt No amount of validation, you're staying nothing to me Callous nature, the anguish and the sanity I'm out of time and sick of grasping for words to define this It's breathing down my neck Constant hypervigilance Forever watching over my shoulder Never again Painted a proper shade of guilt Pain has displaced me Watching over my shoulder Never again, never again I am not fit to endure This fucking fear My blood falls to the floor Everything comes pouring out Unstable paroxysm Awash with fear Unstable paroxysm