The Chase

Last look out the window
Last chance to fade into the night
Last stop, disaster; too late to make things right
Is there anyone out there?
Am I just thinking to myself?
One more think, I might become someone else

You can't ignore all of the voices in your ear
You can't make them disappear
You can't escape the fate that you create
You can't silence what you don't want to hear

One short of perfection
One slip from losing all control
One truth to build me up, one more to make me fall
Choices and vices
Lines we draw and rules we bend
It's all the same in the end

You try to scream without a sound
(keep running, oh keep running)
Caught in between the lost and found
(keep running, oh keep running)
Stuck in a dream you're just a fly on the wall

The flip of a coin; the flick of a switch
The wrap of a bandage round a wound that needs a stitch
The push and the pull,
the beat of my skull, the guilt and the pressure
These desperate times they call for desperate pleasures

You can't ignore what you abhor
You can't make your fears disappear
You can't escape the fate that you create
You can't silence what you don't want to hear