I’ll Look at You When the Dying Starts

Relax too hard and take without regard another step
It's just a little death
Too much too late, I couldn't concentrate
Another step
I've used templates, I made grids
I've tried sleep
I've tried everything once
Relax too hard and take without regard another step
Outside you'll catch your death
Too much too late
Why would you hesitate now?
Entranced in my convictions
I held in check what I'd thought I was
In love with this
In love with sickness
What I held in check
I said it, I'm fine
Look into my eyes
Misstep was a single conquest
It worked out right
I am fine
Misstep was a single conquest