(sic)monics Fist to Throat

(Fist to Throat Every time I look I feel every time sentimental thoughts that bleed digging in a hole so deep try if you can to find me I dwell somewhere between the truth and what It means nothing is quite what it seems So hit the lights and set me free to cross into a dimension so silently bring forth the burning blaze that lives inside of me so far it seems that I better believe in anything but all the voices that I hear So come on set me free (Chorus) you ll never know What I feel Its knife to hand fist