I awake with a new sense of restless desire for the things
I can't have without crossing a line, and it kills me to
know that i'd trade this sickness over the truth of you...

And it seems we would come to appreciate all the things
that stay with us everyday, but we only see what moves, and I can't help but notice this new view.

Maybe no one will understand me like you could, but i need
more than to be understood. the way to crash is to stay in
the same direction for good.

There's a thirst and a rat with a leech on its back that was made to attain what can't be sustained, and the feelings decay, but the hunger remains, and it drives me to my grave.

maybe no one will understand me like you could, but i need more than to be understood. the way to crash is to stay in the same direction for good.