On Edge
10-4-2001


i'm holding my breath in anticipation
it's a great release
everything surging at once
oh, how i want to breathe

hush the noise outside my ears
i'm gonna block it all out
i won't hear you soon
waiting to reach critical mass

the throbbing inside my head
puts everything out of focus
i'll turn it up some more
and turn off my mind

my five minute vacation
i just forgot today
the Nothing came for me
blank, smiling eyes the whole time