Instinct کے بول

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