Lean my forehead against the window glass nIt bends the lights that drip inside nSpent days roaming room to roomnWith instincts un-appliednnSeptember's here and we ain't been ourselves latelynThe old me liked the old younnI'd know from around the cornernWhen no one's there it's panic and disordernClock hand's creeping by nWhy am I always surprised?nThe dish cracked and driednnI wait for the door to unlock nClawing walls and gnawing on the sheet rocknSifting through wreckage for some scrapsnThrown before the world collapsednnI'm winding up, still I'm more unwrappednIf something snapsnnJust a walk through Logan Park could save us allnWe'd hear some natural soundnI'd stretch out and feel the grass beneathnNot artificial groundnnBut you've had plans latelynWhen you hit the floor maybe nScream if you can see menScream if you...nnTreating creatures like machinesnBut we can't be controlled all the timenNo, resistance breedsnAnd if we don't get what we neednGet bent and bowed nTick, explode