the lights are on   but youre not home   you drifted off somewhere alone   somewhere thats safe   no questions here   a quiet place    where you hide from your fears      sometimes when youre out of rope   the way to climb back ups unclear   the walls you built around yourself   i guess they also keep you here   or are you hiding from   the scars of   youre own reality      the monster your feeding   your lack of perception   the things that you do to fulfill your addictions   the light at the end of your tunnel is closing    what is that your so afriad of exposing   you give it all up for whats there for the taking   whatever it takes to keep your hands from shaking   the same things your thinking   that make you feel better   the same things that probably got you her