The Chemist (Acoustic)
One more time, we become.
Masquerade under sun.
Passionless vacation.
You’re not telling anyone.
The sum falls in the whole;
It’s chemistry, chemical.
Follow the pattern, if you can
Stick around it will change again.
One more line; stay focused.
Hollow, quiet, I feel sick.
Misunderstanding, ten feet tolerance.
I’m not telling anyone.
You’re not telling anyone.
The sound is atrocious-
The mouse horrific.
I recognize those last words.
I’ll hold on to mine.
Lying out in the sun,
Keep it like a secret.
Elements in the pool were
all dried up and
Here comes the chemist again.
This is everything I am.