Breakdown

When the whirlwind of noise
Surrounds and get intense
And when words can't hide
Their anger or intent.
I feel it in my bones
And in my head
Can't make sense
Of what is said.

Ready for the take down
Headed for a breakdown.

Fear has me backed
Against these walls that
I follow and pace.

Time moves
In and out of phase
Of everything that I face.

I feel it in my bones
They rattle and shake
Can't find a trace of
What it takes to stop
This take down.

Can't stop this breakdown!

Welcome to my scene.
A place that's in-between
Where squares fit the round.
Some affectionately call it
... My breakdown....

When I feel
The pressure mounting
And my hands begin to clutch
I reach my limit of pain
And I've had enough.

It feels good
To pound on tables and chairs
And feel the frenzy
Start to wear.

Breakdown this take down
Gotta stop this breakdown.

Welcome to my scene.
A place that's in-between
Where squares fit the round.

It'll never be
Never be more than this.
Never