You ever felt somethin' you couldn't explain?

No definition, no name.

Just a feeling.

No definition, no name.



I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different, I said,

I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different, than I, than I...

I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different than I pictured...hold up.

I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different than I pictured it.



And then there was me:

Analyzing life more than I was living.

Anything possible good,

I destroyed before the chance was ever given.



See, if I never have anything,

I'll never have to lose anything;

but then again if I never had anything worth losing

I guess I lost everything.



Either way, you could say,

Pain will become a result from both,

So actually I'm giving in to the very thing that I fear the most:

Losing it all,

Everything,

Completely unaware,

That a fear of failure was the one thing that was taking me there.



Fear of life,

Fear of love,

Fear of man,

Failure to relate

How I and God, and His voice to me

Would even begin to translate.



So I wait

To escape

This condition of rationalizing my own destruction.

But I keep on listening to the voices that don't deserve my discussion.



I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different than I pictured it.

I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different than I pictured it.

I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different than I pictured it.

I looked at her, she looked back at me.

Her face looked different than I pictured it.

I looked at