Pre-sense Lyrics - Atrox

If my senses won't come to me 

I better come to my senses 

But I can't 

I'm too scared of being scared 

Like saving cancer-mice from labs 

Or half-eaten flies from cobwebs 

No sense of reality 

Or of concequence 

Come come... 

Oh don't bother 

I'll just embrace myself 

And while I'm at it 

I'll just lift myself up by the hair 

I'm not here 

So you've all gathered here 

To knock some sense into me 

Go away, can't you see I'm busy 

Dying of fear of dying? 

- Imagine what the world would be like if everyone were to think like you 

Well, they don't so shut up 

Well I've got a candied heart 

But I'm afraid to use it 

So what more can I do 

Than entertain my demons 

In this comic tragedy called life