This time has been breaking
me down, down
Into my base components
My senses have been feeding me 
Too much utter nonsense
to be believed
7:50 is the time that I 
Finally lost my mind

And I, and I, and I
Have been taken by the story of love
And how it brings me round
These hands, of mine, won’t find
Their way to pulling me free 
Of these many tangled threads

My reason is a fickle bitch
Leading me to ruin
Leading me to you
This passion quicksand sinking pit
Is where I’ll now reside
In my comfortable demise
One million eleven hundred miles, past the point of no return

And I, and I, and I
Have been taken by the story of love
And how it brings me round
These hands, of mine, won’t find
Their way to pulling me free 
Of these many tangled threads