Project 86

I've sought so hard to sustain this gain
Now watch me give this ground away
What can i do but admit I'm in over my head?
Colors fade from blue to dark red
I'm back into a corner by my choices
I'm hearing those dame dark voices
At the mercy of my desires helpless, trivial
I'm left with no defenses
Stimulus, response, repeated failures-I'm sick
This sickness fills my senses
But despite my apparent loss I see release
This Stalemate, my peace
You wilderness is Stalemate
You can't move against me
Stalemate
The walls built around me
But as this theme continues to follow close behind, I see so clearly
If I would only let go of my tendencies