Sweet - Anxious behaviour awaiting your saviour Time - Expanding contorting all concepts aborted Wait - for your ticket to escape reality Lie - to yourself every time you say all is fine Your life is under scalpel Slicing carving through your thoughts Can you bear to live another day? Social vice, attractive gamble With your health and sanity You plan your day to reach your high Rise - anticipate the high And fall, to ground Your saviour, not found Wasting time, redundant life Sleep and lie, awake to find, it's gone You're dependant from now on And you believe in your own lies Anticipation of a high