Lose yourself in smoke and mirrors.
Let yourself be stretched beyond your means.
And when you try to return, you'll see just how lost you are.
You'll see nothing but distortion.
And every step you take leads you in too deep.
A slowed heart and a drowning mind, it makes you someone else.
I find I can't relate and I can't accept.
I'm forced to ask: What has become of you?
You're not the loved one I once knew.
What once was one is now two.
But I know you're still there and I won't give up on you.
I'll see you someday soon.
Once you break free from the bonds you've built yourself.
Break free from the coma you induced.
You've strayed too close to the edge.
You've had your brush with death.
It's time to take a step back from the ledge and reassess