Texty: In Flames. DIAL 595-ESCAPE.

could it be a new day?
fear in me so deep
you push me out, I feel far
the absence, close to me
the otherside I crawl
you push me out, I fall

heal my wounds with everything
away you complicate me
sick of cycles, drop to zero
a while just like last times
my least favourite re-run
sick of cycles, I bounce in grey

Escape familiar home
memories remains alone
reality trapped inside
the wicked descend - I hide

testing higher mentality
I conquer myself through this
a furious path to walk
new space does exist beyond
in silence I dwell
displeased
remain with the seed of unfulfilment

"try to remove obstacles as they appear" my master said
"don't look too far, you'll stumble before you're even there"