What are you suffering for?
Your proud of some kind of personal war?
And will you throw it away?
For nothing more than a simple taste?

I'll stay in time and watch you pass by
[paranoia woven deep beneath my skin]
I'll draw this line
and hope you'll take my side (breath slow, breath slow)
you shouldn't have to fight alone
[you shouldn't have to fight at all]
its nobody's battle but your own.