A Faith Called Chaos - Circa '98

She kept me inside

Long enough to hear her teeth click shut,

You’re charming in a washed out sort of way

A cheap prescription, hair extensions sort of way

Looking great never felt so good

So close to the edge, so close to the end

(The end the end the edge)

Take a breath and bow



Out of breath, I can still see the surface

Out of breath, near my fingertips

Out of breath, someone’s left me dry

Out of breath, she kept me,

Kept me inside.