In Pieces - Walking the Fine Line Lyrics

i'll trace my steps backwards so far

until all my tears run dry

looking further from what is feared the most

i'll cherish this time i'll face hate



confusion haunts, reality hurts



tears run down my own face running into myself

an object so impossible for me to escape



i've been hunting myself, realizations revealed

the hunted is now the hunter, and the hunter is the bait