Schema - Circa Survive

I never want to see clear

There’s nothing that could be there now

X marks the page you see

Trapped in a cold white room

I want to know who’ll

Be there when you snuff the wick

I won’t reflect the same as you

I want the proof you’ll

Promise to let em down quick

I never want to see clear

There’s nothing that could be there now

Pull out your teeth (until)

There’s nothing left (at all)

Immediately I feel relief

From dragging this vessel around

Exit the stage you keep

Sleep in a cold white room

I want to know who’ll

Be there when you snuff the wick

Just shut your mouth

And if it takes forever to be sure

I wanna know I’ll wait it out (if it works)

I’ve seen your letter with a fingerprint

I wanna know, I wanna know

Pull out your teeth (until)

There’s nothing left (at all)

Immediately, I feel relief

From dragging this vessel around

I’m playing dead (until)

There’s nothing left (at all)

Immediately, I feel relief

From dragging this vessel around