(white) it seems off time again, i'll let the
Tapes sync up. quick, the walls are caving in,
I'll show you here what i mean with all thats done
Before the humour met my hurt side. when four best
Friends collide the heart is where you go. how was
I supposed to know that you couldn't let this go?
It seems so separated but this came together like
A wound into the flesh. it means this is
Everything. to measure up the rock to my heart and
Its percent of me. well it's a hundred and fifty,
And thats the way it will be. how was i supposed
To know that you couldn't let this go. you can't
Fake this heart. it's not the same to you. i'm not
In debt to any heart except my own. this is my
Medicine, my effort, my home. i'm not in debt to
Anyone except myself. this is my happiness, my
Sickness, my health.