Collide-A-Scope Testo

Define something in nothingI am alone with my thoughts once again
Magnitude becomes solitude
The sleep is picking at my brain
I find it hard to think
To think
I find it hard, I find it hard, I find it hard to think
Will this resolution, will this resolution
Bring restitution
I think not
Cant try to name you all
Too many thoughts at once
I cant escape myself
Why dont you go to hell
Well fight!
All right, fucker!
Who will help me survive?
Escape these thoughts from inside
Is there a cure to my life?
I think not
We'll fight!
All right, fucker!