IRC-Galleria

there are things that i said i would never do
there are fears that i can not believe have come true
for my soul is too sick and too little and too late
and myself i have grown too weary to hate

the more i stay in here
the more it's not so clear
the more i stay in here
the more i disappear
as far as i have gone
i knew what side i'm on
but now i'm not so sure
the line begins to blur

is there somebody on top of me?
i don't know, i don't know
isn't anybody stopping me?
i don't know, i don't know
well i'm trying to hold my breath
i don't know, i don't know
just how far down can i go?
i don't know, i don't know

as i lie here and stare
the fabric starts to tear
it's far beyond repair
and i don't really care
as far as i have gone
i knew what side i'm on
but now i'm not so sure
the line begins to blur