Abnormal senses fold away

Equal making trapped inside

Far from coldness far from slepless

I cover my skin

I'm trying to distance myself

From the faces of liars

That sits in front of me

I believe this charade was played for me

Seem to be... present here

I still remain a threat

I sit and wait for your final break

Senseless thinking losing grip

Feeding on my mental trip

Destroy these changes

Detach the frail, broken mirror

Still in vain

I'm trying to distance myself

From the faces of liars

That sits in front of mе

I believe this charadе was played for me

Seem to be... present here

I still remain a threat

I sit and wait for your final break

Overwhelmed by hatred

I sit and wait

It's a matter of finding your weak point

Abnormal senses fold away

Equal making trapped inside

I'm trying to distance myself

From the faces of liars

That sits in front of me

I believe this charade was played for me

Seem to be... present here

I still remain a threat

I sit and wait for your final break

It's like a mental facade

Drawn to conclusions

But I fall behind

No more will I sit and await

Your final mistake