You may try to follow
You may try to reason me out
You may try to save me

But you can never understand

The way I have burned

The way I have burned
For years
For years


The sound of approaching violence
The pounding hammers of depression

The stifling sense of pressure
Something you can never understand


And love may offer
A brief relief
And light may scatter

The darkest storm
But there's no release
From this velvet chokehold