Credits - Ok Goodnight Too close to fight When you're haunting me and darkness takes it's shape Battle cries I feel my heart die As you find yourself inside my mind again There will be no reward for us Turning tables ourselves Trust me to fight Piercing bullets of light hit my eyes Touch is crippled in chilling goodbyes You can't save the world inside of your head You think the prize waits for you, think again Waking moonlight Too loose, too tight We rubber-band, cohere like night and day Soundless calls through liquid walls You can touch me, feel me, see my rage, but we drown each other out There will be no reward for us Turning tables ourselves (x2) (Reach for my hand x2) A self-portrait of dishonesty Mirror image of my hell A self-portrait of dishonesty Mirror image of my hell