Visions in my head are spinning wildly, trying to get out.
I need some rest,
I need some still position.

Everything I know is fading.
It turns to be that I canâ??t be sure.
Clockwork needs a still position to reset.

Conversations with myself destabilizing.
Iâ??m confronting with myself.
Pointless words, uncertainty.

Paranoia holds the grip.
Opinions change sporadically.
Clockwork needs a still position to reset.

Conversations with myself destabilizing.
Colors are flowing through my veins.
Still they donâ??t seem to go away.

Donâ??t be so sureâ?¦
Visions in my head slowly disappear, leaving sour taste.
Voices fading out.

Uncertainty seems to go away.
Seems to go awayâ?¦