Sensory Tide Testo

It keeps rushing over like a hurricane
This twisted feel is twisting me
And though I can't say for sure
I think I'm losing touch with my sanity
There's a vicious voice singing in my head
Of real absurdity then scattered words
Fragments of thought cannot break free
Free from clutches that are paralyzing me
And I can't get out of the sensory tide
My eyes are closed, but they can see
Even through the lies that are mocking me
A resonant sound lingers in my ear
Wearing me down until I disappear
It's pulling me in new directions
Places that I still fear to tread
I'm holding on all that I can
But the grip is slipping from my hands