chill wrapped around neck slamming doors thrive on sadness weekends of affection ,leave you empty with gladness there urgency in all i see all that this mind put to hell grows deeper all in all ,all in all a fuss i grow weaker hiding in the deep dark past thers urgency in all i see all that this mind put to. chorus: sometimes i thought we' made it now nothing to loose i've got nothing to choose i opened my eyes to find i was so blind just do it again sometimes i thought it was time to open up my eyes