Lletres: Fold (The). Secrets Keep You Sick. Catastrophe.

Nothing short of a nuclear blast could stop me,
Stop me from connecting the dots at the clocks
Midwest, I'm going home.

And I've been pacing since a quarter to 4 in the morning
Can you blame me?
Send me into a panic attack
I'll be out cold.

Hey, catastrophe!
I think, I think I understand.
Take another piece of my heart away
'Cause it's late, but lately I've been
Building such character
That I should feel much stronger.
But I barely feel at all.

Nothing short of a massive attack could shock me,
Shock me into shedding my skin.
This is one talespin I cannot win.

'Cause I've been shaking since a quarter to 6 this morning
Wouldnt you be?
Another spider to spin a hit song.

Hey, catastrophe!
I, I think I'm catching on.
Take another piece of my heart away.
'Cause it's late, but lately I've been
Building such character
That I should feel much stronger.
But I barely feel at all.

Hey, catastrophe!
I, I think I'm getting through.
Desimating sounds in a tragic key.
'Cause it's late, but lately I've been
Building such character
That I should fel much stronger.
But I barely feel at all.
Barely feel at all