Five hundred and four hours
Reset and call for help
It still ticks
I've lost this round
In these flickers I should really be more careful
I'm wishing on shooting stars

When I'm in here I call it in
When I'm nowhere time will drift
When I'm here I call it in
When I'm nowhere it's fine

I'll just be drifting between two sides of the same ride
And when I talk aloud, I talk aloud

A glimpse of this room in which we stand
When I'm here I can't be way back there
Induced into this sinking
Standing, coming up hard
And who would ever believe that there's a distance in your eyes
Anyway, I'm fine

But it's leaving me in two minds all the time
And while I'm reaching along these cycles of hate
I hear in my heart that to give it a name would be wise
It's my personal demon that keeps me in line
And keeps me in real time
Keeps me right in line
And breaking her eyes upon me
I give her a chance to work it all out from the start
And who cares if there's barely a chance?
This therapy is enough to give me a taste
The hate of myself is replaced in the end with some hate and a dream of love

Good, I'm glad we've been this for
And I'm proud that we could praise and dream and start again
If I praise and drift so hard
It's fine
And it's all been mixed up good
If it's good - is what I'm feeling so absurd?
It's make or break time
I've cut the break, the loss, the take
And I'm full of fear of losing hold on life

Lyrics submitted by Harry_Manback

B-Movie Explosion song meanings
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