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i live in the irrationalno one here gets comfortable;if i could, i'd let you in,drink you up like medicinebut i don't need a cure.the cured are all so bored,and i'd be doing you an injustice to drain you...yeah, i've been thinkin, and drinkinand then i went and thought some more,thought you should knowwhat's been drugging, dragging, draining me down.baby, i need this, i'm fighting my demonsthere has to be a place i can go.if you put me back to sleep, they'll eat me piece-by-piecei've got some people but i ain't got timenow i managed some time but it ain't mineand i know you're mine, and i guess that's finebut it's a real fine line between a doubt and a lieand i guess i would be lying if i said i wasn't treading that linebut baby, i need this, i'm fighting my demonsthere has to be a place i can go.if you put me back to sleep, they'll eat me piece-by-pieceLetras de cancioneswell maybe this could last foreverif it does, it gets no better, and if this gets no better,if i don't write this letter,it'll drag you on a tetheroff into the distance to a place filled with ghosts from your futureand when it's done you'll fucking scream your head off!everything you knew was in a jar locked in your stomach,and when it has to open,all the love and villains that you keptinside will have to make sure you're alright,then say goodbye. From Letras Mania