One of those times,
when u wanna run away,
held back by the chains of commitment,
when u wanna break away,
guarded by social refrain,
then comes that feeling,
of something creeping beside,
n something crawling inside,
that devil lays it's trap,
to swallow u,
u don't know where it is,
u don't know from where it will strike,
then u discover it's inside,
n it will kill u from inside,
ur thoughts become hollow,
all spontaneity is lost,
when thorns grow in ur arteries,
n stones develop in ur throat,
n it's then when u start to choke,
there comes that devil in it's hooded cloak,
to reveal ur true face,
n there's that glint in it's eyes,
for the triumph of ur collapse,
for the triumph of ur capture,
n then when u look in mirror,
u know u r lost,
for u see that hooded face instead of ur own,
n that's when u know,
u r lost.....