Tachycardia

Softly so softly
A thump in the night
Clasp your chest
and just try to breathe

You know me
They know me
It's no mystery
I will always make the same mistakes
Mistakes

Which vice did I run to?
Were they all out of reach?
I cannot keep trying to reflect
The same memories
Eating away at me
Here and there my best of intentions
My
best
laid
(plans)

The enemy's encroaching on the borderline
And soon there'll be nowhere left to hide
There's time. Still time to run and flee
But this might be the last you see of me
Of me

Not old in the body
But old in the head
A pounding heartbeat breaking in
Too much fun
Too much undone
Can I please take it back?
I have so much more for which to live
To live

Death's encroaching on the borderline
And soon there'll be nowhere left to hide
There's time. Still time for you to flee.
But this might be the last you see of me.
Of me.