The Chase

Last look out the window
 Last chance to fade into the night
 Last stop, disaster; too late to make things right
 Is there anyone out there?
 Am I just thinking to myself?
 One more think, I might become someone else
 You can't ignore all of the voices in your ear
 You can't make them disappear
 You can't escape the fate that you create
 You can't silence what you don't want to hear
 One short of perfection
 One slip from losing all control
 One truth to build me up, one more to make me fall
 Choices and vices
 Lines we draw and rules we bend
 It's all the same in the end
 You try to scream without a sound
 (keep running, oh keep running)
 Caught in between the lost and found
 (keep running, oh keep running)
 Stuck in a dream you're just a fly on the wall
 The flip of a coin; the flick of a switch
 The wrap of a bandage round a wound that needs a stitch
 The push and the pull,
 the beat of my skull, the guilt and the pressure
 These desperate times they call for desperate pleasures
 You can't ignore what you abhor
 You can't make your fears disappear
 You can't escape the fate that you create
 You can't silence what you don't want to hear