Texty: Paradise Lost. Believe In Nothing. Illumination.

Always sometimes, always seems to be
Chaos, crisis, always feeds off me
Then you'll get carried away
The trauma is all too real

And ohh too much
It's in my soul, don't let it show
And ohh too much
It's in my head, don't let it grow again

As I'm walkin', I'm breathless, I'd welcome clarity
My final excitement was failing to agree
Then you'll get carried away
The drama is all too near

And ohh too much
It's in my soul, don't let it show
And ohh too much
It's in my head, don't let it grow again

And ohh too much
It's in my soul, don't let it show
And ohh too much
It's in my head, don't let it grow again