Deadbolt
[Thrice] Lyrics

When deadbolts awake you from deja vu dreams,
When sudden realizations wake you from recurring dreams,

At four in the morning you know where I'll be.
At the early hours of the morning, I'll be driving recklessly on deserted streets.

Out running red lights asleep at the wheel.
I'm driving on autopilot, ignoring traffic rules and signs.

The sirens feed my nightmares,
The sound of police sirens becomes an intrinsic part of my recurring nightmares.

I just close my eyes and I'm already there;
I don't have to be asleep to be in my dream state; it's always with me.

Its already too late.
Whatever it is, it's too late to change it.

I know its nothing but lies,
I'm aware that what I'm being told is not true.

But they sound so sincere;
Despite this, I can't help but believe the lies because the delivery is convincing.

I find them too hard to hate.
The lies are alluring, and I can't bring myself to hate them.

And she calls from the doorway "stolen water is so sweet,
Someone whispers to me that taking something forbidden is alluring.

So lets drink in the darkness if you know what I mean"
Let's indulge ourselves in the things that make us feel alive, even if they're not necessarily good for us.

And I'm almost sure
I'm almost certain

That I've been here before,
That I've experienced something similar to this before.

That this is not the first time I've stood in front of this door,
That this isn't the first time I've been faced with a tempting decision.

With an overwhelming feeling that I shouldn't go in,
Despite being drawn to what's behind the door, I have a gut feeling that I should stay away from it.

But it seems this is a battle that I never could win.
I've battled with similar situations before, but I always end up giving in.

And you!
And you, my love!

My true love!
My significant other who knows me better than anyone.

You call from the hilltop.
You shout to me from a distance, warning me of danger ahead.

You call through the streets,
You reach out to me with calls of caution through different channels.

"Darling don't you know,
"Sweetheart, can't you see

The water is poison."
That what you're about to take is harmful and dangerous.

And I say!
And I reply!

"come on and give me my poison."
"I'm willing to take the risk for the sake of feeling alive."

What have I done.?
What have I gotten myself into?

Is it too late to save me from this place?
Is there any chance of getting out of this situation, or have I gone too far?

From the depths of the grave?
Am I already too far gone to be saved?

We all are those
All of us

Who thought we were brave.
Have all been guilty of making decisions we regret, thinking that we were brave for doing so.