What's it feel like (If I may be so bold) To come out from under and to hold Carve a lifeline into stone Walk the tightrope on your own Like a concussion can infiltrate My sanity's on an escapade Now just the sight of my own face will send me running Frozen in time in a safe space It's easier sheltering in place And slowly forgetting the good old days Hold your hand out Touch the words I speak My intentions Stitched in your physique But to dream is all too naive Call to action insecurities Like a concussion can infiltrate My sanity's on an escapade Now just the sight of my own face will send me running Frozen in time in a safe space It's easier sheltering in place And slowly forgetting the good old days They say to fake it until you believe What you're believing is not what you see Sink deeper into instinctual action What if all I am is distraction Like a concussion can infiltrate Now just the sight of my own face Frozen in time in a safe space It's easier sheltering in place And slowly forgetting the good old days