I've got death on my hipsnand sweat on my lipsnand a never ending chain of thoughtsnWithout you aroundnI've got free time to gloomnand a solace seeking screamnthat can silence a roomnOne more reason is all that I neednTo step back off this ledge nand make a legend of menWith a whisper of wordsnand a canteen of tearsncan't bring back the phrasesnthat I ache to hearnnStep back from your presencendenounce it once morenFeel the weight of my pleasurenlike the creaks in the floornIt's fictitious for me nto ponder and sweatnall the needs that were needednwere never quite metnnLong disillusions brought a nfar sharper focusnthan one could have sought nwith a handful of LocustsnnA vague recollectionnstands between menand suffocationna bridge still burningna fiery dedicationnto hollow me outnafter filling me upnI'm losing my mind na million memories nundonennEnough is too muchnand I'm losing my focusnAll I'm left with is thisnhandful of LocustsnnnLong disillusions brought a nfar sharper focusnthan one could have sought nwith a handful of LocustsnnnEnough is too muchnand I'm losing my focusnAll I'm left with is thisnhandful of Locustsn(repeated)