A Dialogue In Cataplexy Testo

Are we numb?
Pure intensity shaped like a gun
Fired at the world through a volatile tongue
Now, I'm chained to distress with a hole in my head
Bleeding out all the wrongs

Sell the truth
Cut your mouth again
Our world's in question when you battle my nerves at the center
There's no more questioning We all hide under lines to strengthen our spine
There's no place in the sun
We're losing our minds

Are we content?
Overbearing when nothing makes sense
I've got no one but myself to judge
Now, I'm chained to distress with a hole in my head
Bleeding out all the wrongs

Our urgencies collide and a warning sign hangs on
They breathe amongst the weak
Enough to disarm and cause lovers to fear and fall

Open up your arms
Open up your heart

I love you enough to disarm