NIN-rama

talking to myself on the way to the station, pictures in my head of a final destination, all my doubts for the ones who are allowed to stay, try to save myself but myself keeps slipping away try to save a place for my cuts and the scratches, try to over come my complacations and the catches, nothing ever grows and the sun doesn't shine all day, try to save myself but myself keeps slipping away try to save myself but myself keeps slipping away, try to save myself but myself keeps slipping away, try to save myself but myself keeps slipping away, try to save myself but myself keeps slipping away..... poster yourself I keep slipping away...