Dry Run

It comes from all we're giving
In seemingly endless supply
As signals cross defiantly
Into this volatile mix we charge

And the stubborn mind repeats
The errors to challenge our grounds
Either soar above or the detour takes

You right back down
To where no one wants to see
Misgivings in this starry night light
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That one will fall
To the haunts and horrors
To the haunts and horrors

There is nothing left
A mere shadow
When adrenaline runs dry

There is nothing there
An empty prop
When adrenaline runs dry

It gets you deep down low now
As they told you of the blazing heights
The stage from which the world is viewed
Is the mirror to shatter the image

The crypt he kept for hiding
Retreat from another attack
Painlessly forgiving
A refuge in deceptive black

It works within the system
And they won't understand
A lesser known deceiver
Will fool you even more

Now, now, now, now taunt the wasted
It's all about nothing
What to squeeze within the span of attention
Brought to ground, let the chaos pass

That one will fail
By the screams and terrors
By the screams and terrors

There is nothing left
A mere shadow
When adrenaline runs dry

There is nothing there
An empty prop
When adrenaline runs dry