Another Failed Icarus

This dungeon of flashing lights, The telltale heartbeat of the bassdrum, If this is liberation, I only want to close my mind. And the whitewashed beauty You've painted on your scarred faces Will smear and this drug-induced Happiness will disappear. It will all disappear. This will all disappear. This will all disappear. It will all disappear. What you think of as flying Is freefalling into a bottomless pit. You're a failed Icarus, Whose melted wings were never real. You're already failing. You're already falling. You're already falling. You're already failing. So stop telling me you're in control. So stop telling me you can stay out of it. So stop telling me it'll be different with you. Stop telling me Stop Keep telling me that I just don't understand. well, this time I'm proud not to understand. Keep telling me to open my mind and follow you into the haze. Keep telling me to open my mind and follow you into the haze. Keep telling me. Keep telling me. Keep telling me. Just keep telling me. You've already failed. You've already fallen. You've already fallen. You've already failed.