We live in the limbos of our lives
Trapped in a gap designed by our minds
Gone for too long we consume ourselves in this lethargy
Subconsciously convinced that she will set us free
But this step is for us to take
Shake our fear off and take a leap of faith
Regardless of the ghosts setting us up
Make a stand
Wake the fuck up
Staying home, feeling sick
Christmas mix and loaded hempty sticks
Couldnt fix the crack spreading through my inner body Im not sleepy though its eleven twenty three
Damn, man I wish I could explain all those insane thoughts
I had the guts now theyre gone
Tried to get them back but now so long
Goodbye little world, it has been fun but now I have to let you go for
Goodbye little world, it has been fun but now I have to let you rot for good
Trapped in a gap designed by my mind
I will trip until three
Trapped in a gap designed by my mind
I will trip until three
I will trip until three X3
I will trip until three for now
As my thoughts get ground
The gap grows wide and strong, even wider and stronger
So much that I have to stretch to hold the pieces together
But the crack fights back
To eventually eat me alive from the inside
Only had eyes for that blind loneliness that put me in this distress
Where I got caught in a spiral of irrational ifs and buts
Which cut the strings, that vicious link between the being and the master of puppets
So lets do the devils dance
Lets do the devils dance
Lets do the devils dance
And let go once and for all
Trapped in a gap designed by my mind
I will trip until three
Trapped in a gap designed by my mind
I will trip until three
I will trip until three X3
I will trip until three for now
I will trip until three X3
I will trip until three