Lose Composure Lyrics

Isn't it strange how we view the game

Same episode in a different play

Never late to start over

Till we tear it down stop holding back

Strike a match just to step back

I would love to douse the flame that's over me

Bled Me Dry

Disarmed without a fight

In a world less sober

Discern from wrong or right

As I lose composure

Rattle the cage raise the stakes

Try to persuade to dig a grave

Barely dodged the bullet

I've got an itch I cannot scratch

Weigh the odds on the fast track

Lift the haze that makes me suffocate

Bled me dry

Disarmed without a fight

In a world less sober

Discern from wrong or right

As I lose composure

Do we wave goodbye

Or settle for eye for an eye

Eaten up inside

A safe place to hide or a thorn in my side

I'm at the gates of hell

For the breathtaking view

Staring in from the outside

Like a rag doll middle of the downfall

A know it all catastrophic pitfall

Banging my head

Banging my head

Banging my head against the wall

Disarmed without a fight

In a world less sober

Discern from wrong or right

As I lose composure

You bled me dry

You bled me dry

You bled me dry

One man's loss is another man's gain

Physically drained from the shots of the strain

Escape the waves that blind and dictate

Don't want the scars always reminding

Don't want the words always repeating

I would love to douse the flame that's over me

You bled me dry

You bled me dry