My heart lies deep, buried in cobwebs My mind grows weak, conjuring nonsense Confide, tell me what you don't trust This soul will hold onto nothing Every day I spend on trial To avoid what scares me the most Although I try, I cannot relate To most anyone or to most anything My ears burn hot, your friend is a suspect Paranoid of what the people are saying Replied to the message I believed in This body holds a chemical process Every day I spend on trial To avoid what scares me the most Although I try, I cannot relate To most anyone or to most anything My heart lies deep, out of reach Out of reach, out of reach My mind grows weak, for weeks For weeks, for weeks My heart lies deep, buried in cobwebs...