I

am

but

a

farce,

a

sa-

tire

of

sta-

bi-

lity

In-

se-

cu-

ri-

ty

is

an

up-

hill

struggle

It's

me

ver-

sus

the

world

The

shore

still

starves

for

a-

no-

ther

No-

vel

of

my

shipw-

recked

being

Tied

up,

dried,

and

I'm

still

brea-

thing

The

sands

of

time,

for

me,

are

run-

ning

out

My

hands

shake

in

ap-

pre-

hen-

sion

Of

eve-

ry

ac-

tion

I'm

gui-

lty

of

Play-

ing

the

vic-

tim

The

shore

still

starves

for

a-

no-

ther

No-

vel

of

my

shipw-

recked

being

Tied

up,

dried,

and

I'm

still

brea-

thing

The

sands

of

time,

for

me,

are

run-

ning

out

Just

like

the

emb-

race

of

arms

that

Made

you

Will

sure-

ly

dest-

roy

you

Just

like

the

em-

brace

of

arms

that

Made

you

Will

sure-

ly

dest-

roy

you

It's

time

for

your

pa-

nic

Then

it

kills

Makes

you

ma-

nic

Ma-

king

its

way

in-

side

Re-

lax

it's

all

right

Ma-

king

its

way

in-

side

Re-

lax

it's

all

right

Pa-

nic

grips

your

fran-

tic

brea-

thing

I

can't

breathe

I

can't

breathe

I

can't

breathe!

Just

like

the

emb-

race

of

arms

that

Made

you

Will

surely

dest-

roy

you

Just

like

the

em-

brace

of

arms

that

Made

you

They'll

sure-

ly

dest-

roy

you

Just

like

the

emb-

race

of

arms

that

Made

you

Will

surely

dest-

roy

you

Just

like

the

em-

brace

of

arms

that

Made

you

They'll

sure-

ly

dest-

roy

you

Just

like

the

emb-

race

of

arms

that

Made

you

Will

surely

dest-

roy

you