Stout meisje kleurt haar poesje roze

Sometimes it appears that we're reaching a period when our senses and our minds will

no longer respond to moderate stimulation.

Trapped in a nightmare, in my mind everything that I might fear

And I fight to get by, get my mind clear, everything's picking sides and I'm right here

I'm running from things that I've done in my past, hoping to become someone that could last