Hiding in the Flood - White Fox Society

Paranoia burns like an infection

but I can take the pain there’s no redemption.

When death keeps calling my name

I can’t resist this reckless attraction.

I’ve let myself collapse and now others carry the weight.

By the time I clear my mind, will it be too late

Consequences in the distance, lost in this instance.

Hiding in the flood.

Just place the blame on the chemicals running through my veins.

Hitting rock bottom just to escape the fallout.

Can’t trust my senses when I’m looking for a way out.

I can’t resist it, wish I could jump ship off this love/hate relationship.

Trying to run but I can’t hide,

I got a thousand reasons why but not enough to convince me otherwise.

The devil on my shoulder won’t tip me over.

Hell is on either side of me.

I’ve let myself collapse and now others carry the weight.

By the time I clear my mind, will it be too late

Consequences in the distance, lost in this instance.

Hiding in the flood.

Just place the blame on the chemicals running through my veins.

Hitting rock bottom just to escape the fallout.

Can’t trust my senses when I’m looking for a way out.

I wish I built up monuments as much as my tolerance.

Even though they’d crumble under the pressures of indulgence.

It’s the way that it goes, swaying with ebb and the flow.

I swear I’ll stop but then I just turn around to fill my cup full.

It’s overflowing.

Hiding in the flood.

Hiding in the flood.

Hiding in the flood.

Just place the blame on the chemicals running through my veins.

Hitting rock bottom just to escape the fallout.

Can’t trust my senses when I’m looking for a way out.