These Fevered Times

My heart's been racing with my mind to the finish line of these fevered times
Struck down again
This turbulence has overcome tranquility
Pounding the walls inside these thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming

Confusion replaces clarity
A neurotic rearrangement
You know the feeling when down feels up to its old tricks again
So misleading

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep when I dream myself awake
When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep when I dream myself awake

When it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
Out of breath on the bathroom floor
And I'll make light of this night and night of this day
It's what I tell myself to sleep

Pounding the walls inside these thoughts I can't control
And shooting through my veins
These heightened senses overwhelming

My heart's been racing with my mind to the finish line of these fevered times, these fevered times