Disassociate Video (MV)

Disassociate until there's nothing left for me
I fear the tension that lessens my reflex
It breaks with tradition and keeps all my thoughts in line
The pit of my stomach and pain in my chest
Won't subside it's a placeholder for my empathy
It's careless to think I have the strength to comfort you.
When I'm not here, I'll never follow through.
I miss the feeling in my hands
Where I am lost in the romance of
Believing in my broken pretense
Disassociate until my head can fall asleep
I fear the static that pulses between us
I fight with the logic that renders my conscious clean
I hear the whispers that drag me in front of
Facing my demons that keep laying waste to my mind
It's careless to think I have the strength to comfort you
When I'm not here, I'll never follow through
I miss the feeling in my hands
Where I am lost in the romance of
Believing in my broken pretense
I fear the static
The pit of my stomach
That pulses between us
And pain in my chest
Drown in my words