Instinct

Passages that never end

Coalesce a labyrinth

Walls surrounding every inch

Suddenly they're closing in

So slow

So slow

Hanging onto the razor's edge

Panic spinning a silken web

Sinking feeling inside

The grip cuts like a knife

Hanging onto the razor's edge

Worlds beyond and miles away

Guided by an ounce of faith

Sanguine tides evaporate

See my soul go down the drain

So slow

So slow

Hanging onto the razor's edge

Panic spinning a silken web

Sinking feeling inside

The grip cuts like a knife

Hanging onto the razor's edge

So slow

So slow