Temporary Arms - Finger Eleven

i burn and melt and stick and fade

your temporary arms invade

one of many last warnings

cannot wipe the conscience clean

the strain wears in you whore me in again

cannot connect the smirking world

the poison flower comes uncurled

if i believe i’m dreaming

and if they find you lost again

what will you tell them then

collapsing in again you found what makes it sore

you triggered off the feelings that you felt before

i come crawling up again i need to eat i need a friend

some one with me no better feeling than escape avoid the feeling so you’re

all the guilt pulls away if only forever

replace the name replace the fear

i can’t come out but i want you here

im laughing now and then it floods

but not out loud

i feel you up and feel you down

i need your space i need it now

another circumstance has gone and shut you down

another fear awakened in the fault you found