Breathe relief the first hits free from routine bullshit Although the rest is not on me i'm not guilty Stimulating comfort me artificially Do you think Do you think its too intense Do you think Do you think its addictive Heavenly solace Simulating a world so high Devilish habit Remember to whisper goodbye Ecstasy stings me Anesthetize me one last time Euphoric moment Impaired vision Out of control Out of control Out of control Birds circle me, recover me Recover me Breathe relief the first hits free from routine bullshit Although the rest is not on me i'm not guilty Stimulating comfort me artificially I am so gone Loaded like a gun I'm shot and forgot I'm surrounded by empty fields of mind I can't abide so I create time This is our endless fortune now Go back to time stowed It begs reload A blinding light in a world dull and drained of all its color An artist conceived in a paradox of wrong and right These words mean the world Every day's the same shade of gray Except for this moment