Текст песни I Don't Know About What Happened... (Because Once You Start Writing It All Becomes Fiction) - Crywank

Out of fear of romantic excess
I seperate passion
From all conversation
And in the rare moments you touch me
I silently deal with the palpitations
I entered this life
With little expectations
But soon became absorbed by ideas
That I built above my station
I express the mundane
Despite my thoughts being manic
And exhaust the part of my brain
That allow me to panic
Someone unatainable dictates my emotional stability
Mesmerized with how desinterested you are with me
You′re detrimental to my mental health
The more I love you,
The more I hate myself.