Trivium Suffocating Sight

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I am but a farce, a satire of stability
Insecurity is an uphill struggle
It’s me versus the world
The shore still starves for another

Novel of my shipwrecked being
Tied up, dried, and I’m still breathing
The sands of time, for me, are running out

My hands shake in apprehension
Of every action, I’m guilty of playing the victim

Just like the embrace of arms that made you
Will surely destroy you

It’s time for your panic
Then it kills and makes you manic

Making its way inside—relax; it’s all right
Panic grips your frantic breathing
I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe!