From one to four
You must not make any mistake
The inner calm I need so bad
Is disturbed
This is a heavy burden
There are some lousy rituals
Ridiculous obsessions
Confirmation is necessary
The horizon is getting tighter and tighter
Fight poison with poison
And go on
Compulsive thoughts
Corrode subconcious and my guts
Delusive stare, growing frustration
Mental rats
The wait before sequences
Variety and randomness
Always "change" instead of "stop"
I want to pull out the strings and chains
The horizon is getting tighter and tighter
Fight poison with poison
And go away
The road home
The lights are staring
Repeat that plenty of times
The plunging ghost
The vicious circle
If that's so then I'm lost
No chance to confess
The shame won't be lessened
Got stuck, had a dream, got in, within
And I can't defend
Struggle with this
Don't persist
Untie this pathetic knot
Did it happen or did it not?