Lenny writes on his hands, the truth slips through
Teddy’s voice echoes, but he can’t tell who
Natalie smiles, a shadow in disguise
Every clue is a lie behind her eyes

Polaroids and notes, I can’t trust my mind
The past slips away, leaving only signs

Sammy Jenkis whispers from a faded page
A warning lost in a self-made cage
Blood and fear mix in the night
Fragments of wrong, fragments of right

Polaroids and notes, I can’t trust my mind
The past slips away, leaving only signs