Instinct

Passages that never end
Coalesce a labyrinth
Walls surrounding every inch
Suddenly they're closing in
So slow
So slow

Hanging onto the razor's edge
Panic spinning a silken web
Sinking feeling inside
The grip cuts like a knife
Hanging onto the razor's edge

Worlds beyond and miles away
Guided by an ounce of faith
Sanguine tides evaporate
See my soul go down the drain
So slow
So slow

Hanging onto the razor's edge
Panic spinning a silken web
Sinking feeling inside
The grip cuts like a knife
Hanging onto the razor's edge

So slow
So slow