Marc Moran - Into The Fray Lyrics

Into the fray my soul remains intact
While my head keeps spinnin' like a record
And through the pain I still remain relaxed
By my bedside holdin' back the pressure
As time goes on, my thoughts begin to stray
My soul begins to fray
And pulled into the gray
Dollar bills, crinkled shut
Wipe my eyes with delusion
With delusion
Bottle caps, angel dust
Sinking towards an illusion
An illusion
And through the fray my soul remains
Caught between the hands of fate
Awake enough to feel the pain
But not enough to heal the same
I'm confused not deluded
This time, I don't need to prove it
I'm on my own, for all I know
This could become my home
This could be
This could be
This could become my home
Into the fray my soul remains intact
While my head keeps spinnin' like a record
And through the pain I still remain relaxed
By my bedside holdin' back the pressure
As time goes on, my thoughts begin to stray
My soul begins to fray
And pulled into the gray
As time goes on, my thoughts begin to stray
My soul begins to fray
And pulled into the gray