h ere I go ag ain b ack into your arms
w hatev er hap pened to resolve
f or th ough i th ought that i was strong that i could carry on
a wash in the illusion of this bliss
h ere i go ag ain b ack into the flame
l ike a moth so wi lling to be burned
a litt le t ouch a little taste the pheromones embrace
a nd i get weak with every breath i take
c ause (and ) it 's you who released me it's you who gave me fire
o h and now it's impossible to gro w
with out brea king stride
i g et s o hi gh
take me out beyond the incline
make it past the fo rmer fault line
for today i let th e moment win
h ere i go ag ain s aying things i shouldn't say
j ust s o i ca n hea r them back from you
oh you know i shoul dn't stay
i should be on my w ay
back to a pla ce i know is real
but the lines are g etting blurred
my conscience won't be heard
awash in the illusion of t his bliss...