I
Try to climb
The mountains are too low
The world is too narrow
Then I
Try to hide
Then I feel an arrow
In my throat to swallow
Then I
Take my time
For my recovery
To stop the bleed
Then I
Get blurry
In the minds
Of the wise
I dance around the time
I dance around the time
But when I count to three
There's nothing left of me
I dance around the time
I dance around the time
But when I count to three
There's nothing left of me
I
Try to find
A way to deal with all these
Overflowing seas
Then I
Numb the mind
Yeah, I've become low
They don't see it, so
I do not see
The point in trying now
Yet I still howl
Now I
See how
They made me like this
They are the mist
I dance around the time
I dance around the time
But when I count to three
There's nothing left of me
I dance around the time
I dance around the time
But when I count to three
There's nothing left of me
I dance around the time
I dance around the time
But when I count to three
There's nothing left of me
I dance around the time
I dance around the time
But when I count to three
There's nothing left of me
