Put It Off - Pulse Ultra

I put it off

Until it creeped on me But I was sure… so sure…

That I could bury it to see

It destroyed me It took my mind and made it hers

The paranoia

Won’t let me function

In this world

I fear my mind is playing round

Trying to find some self-control

I fear the fear is gaining ground

I need a vice to channel you, out

It took some time

To know the voice inside

She is a liar

She doesn’t give you compliments

I destroyed her

My mind is right now in my hands

Don’t listen to her

I know a noise that deafens her out

I fear my mind is playing round

Trying to find some self-control

I fear the fear is gaining ground

I need a vice to channel you, out

So I can see

The world without these rings

These rings…

'cause I want to see you

Without these rings underneath my eyes

'cause I want to see you

Without these rings underneath my eyes

I fear my mind is playing round

Trying to find some self-control

I fear the fear is gaining ground

I need a vice to channel you, out