These Fevered Times

My heart's been racing with my mind to the finish line of these fevered times

Struck down again

This turbulence has overcome tranquility

Pounding the walls inside these thoughts I can't control

And shooting through my veins

These heightened senses overwhelming

Confusion replaces clarity

A neurotic rearrangement

You know the feeling when down feels up to its old tricks again

So misleading

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest

Out of breath on the bathroom floor

And I'll make light of this night and night of this day

It's what I tell myself to sleep when I dream myself awake

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest

Out of breath on the bathroom floor

And I'll make light of this night and night of this day

It's what I tell myself to sleep when I dream myself awake

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest

Out of breath on the bathroom floor

And I'll make light of this night and night of this day

It's what I tell myself to sleep

Pounding the walls inside these thoughts I can't control

And shooting through my veins

These heightened senses overwhelming

My heart's been racing with my mind to the finish line of these fevered times, these fevered times