Texty: Collective Soul. Discipled Breakdown. Disciplined Breakdown.

Never ever can remember
What all things that go bump in the night
The quietness uncovers, betrayal now hovers
And my comfort levels not quite right

Where'd love to stay and evaluate
But my torture can't wait

Well it seems so high, I'm losing ground
Welcome all high, to my disciplined breakdown

Never ever can decipher
Who listens to the words I say
While I sense I'm searching, I never know who's lurking
To scare my sacred thoughts away

Where'd love to hang and chat a while
But my mind's become vile

Well it seems so high, I'm losing ground
Welcome all high, to my disciplined breakdown

Breakdown reality
Breakdown my ability, to get back
I wanna get it back
A breakdown honesty
A breakdown now deliver me
From all this madness and all this agony

Never ever can contribute
To finding all the faults that sustain
Never mind the answers to who spreads the cancer
When the questioning of why remains

Well I love to sit and rationalize
But my tongue's become dry

Well it seems so high, I'm losing ground
Welcome all high, to my disciplined breakdown

Well it seems so high, I'm losing ground
Welcome all high, to my disciplined breakdown

Breakdown
Breakdown
Breakdown