I study the lyrics like scripture
Performing autopsies...

Spinning dreams akin the spider
skillfully weaving a home...

Broken records we all love to play
Broken hearts they always sound the same...

I wish things were a little easier
but unfortunately this is as good as it gets...

A faint echo crawls its way into my ear
slithers down my spine, laying the eggs of fear...

Divided I stand on two sides of the globe
building sand castles in favor of my favorite girl...

Every thing's so beautiful she said
anything is possible when you hold my hand...

Transcend like a hurricane
evolve beyond your former self...

My comatose hearts overthrown
I'm drowning in your eyes...

Prince of Mount Olympus
and the Pantheon of Gods...

Years regress to weeks
weeks are dismembered by days...

Bound and chained in this abode
My haven, my home, my prison this box...