normal

the moon pulls the tide as i pull the plunger
no escape from the spell im under
sick in my heart sick in my soul
it would be easier to just let go

the blood mixes with my sin
as once again i cave in
try so hard to be like you would have me to
but the looking glass calls i must pass through

the gnawing at my very being
slowly starts its receeding
i step from the glass a new man
oh forgive me for what i am

the high is not what i search for
its just to be normal like i was before
its the act of doing what i done
its the pleasure of the run

unless you have stood on lifes edge
gripping and twirling in self made dread
i dont think you can ever grasp
exactly why i relive the past

i lower my head as the warmth start to flow
feel my heart beat as it starts to slow
to my own land i journey now
i am ok here dont ask me how

to feel normal is all i scream
to me normal is not to be clean
the dull thudding in my brain
lets me know im not insane

the path to the light is each his own
my path is not yours my path does not lead home
the suffering the gnaw is all i hate
the feeling of want, can you relate

to die is the ultimate high
for at that time you feel like you can fly
you want to be left there in the dream
but they bring you back to reality

again to feel normal is all i seek
to be normal i must once again be week