Double Standards

Double standards make no sound
They're so high and I'm so down
Trapped in terror inside my bed
Yet more terrifying in my head

Double standards speak no verse
They just whisper words to words
Bloody knuckles scrape the ground
They're so high and I'm so down

"See, I recall quite perfectly who I was
Both before and after the drugs
Both before and after the drugs"
~Where My Mouth Is - Taking Back Sunday