This shade's...

Molting dead skin
I am licking
Wounds again
Falling down
I can't move
I am stuck here
Seemingly subdued

I've been waiting for you to tell me
Just what situation I've found myself in
I look in the mirror and I just refuse
To accept this illusion
There's no peace when I'm sober
There's no way I can win
I'm dying when I'm coming down
I'm still fighting myself within

This shade
Hiding deep in this shade
This shade's molting dead skin
I am licking
My wounds again

I've been waiting for you to tell me
Just what situation I've found myself in
I look in the mirror and I just refuse
To accept this illusion

I want this to run through me
See the beginning again
I want the catharsis to begin
Let it go on the passing wind

This shade
To where I'm running
My place to hide
From unwanted memory
To hide from all that I've been through
And a world that's dead to me

I accept living and truth
Lies, thrills, and to move
Outside the grooves
Where I once met you

Watch the shade morphing (morphine?)
Pulling up and over everything
A deathbed pallor
A man without a name
Moving through the shade
Finding no place to hide
Pull into the shade
Where everything is dead to me