Am I the prey or predator?
Its hard to define the role I play.
An instigator or mediator?
What to risk, what to save?
I´m at war with myself,
I will fall in defeat as I stand victorious,
Do I surrender humbly to my own irrationality?
This fight is not sane, but yet it makes perfect sense to me.

Darling, darling I wish I could set this straight,
but I´m afraid it may be too late.
Can´t put my weapon down,
Can´t seem to strike,
Nowhere to run,
but I don´t want to hide.