Brain Folds

Running from it, can't not

It's so easy to fear, the words you hear, you never face it

How can you help it

Won't stop now, keep running

Your dreams crumbling as your brain folds, so much dust that it molds!

Who will you have to hold?

Go down a cloud of dreams to find your passion

Where's the power in money?

Don't know what you wanna do?

Just start thinking about the way it seems

Won't stop now, keep running

Your dreams crumbling as your brain folds

So much dust that it molds!

Clouding your judgment, the clutch of your palms

Yet you're calling for someone

Remain calm, it'll fade, it's almost gone

It'll fade, it's almost, it'll fade, it's almost gone!