You say you need a friend But I've been down that dead end It's a winding path One that I won't walk again, I won't walk again
This isolation Old friends fall into the sea This isolation Traitors to your eyes only
This isolation Pour on those buckets of defeat as your own ship sinks
A fistfight and a dream Fiction floods reality Lash out at apparitions You're losing grip on everything, everything
This isolation Old friends fall into the sea This isolation Traitors to your eyes only
I still see the clear connection between the past and present Still see the clear connection between the person you are now and the bastard under your skin Pour on those buckets of defeat as your own ship sinks