Push your hair aside,
and recount the past events.
Grip the mirrored radii,
ten and two.
Second time around, make this chance count.

Promise me you'll remember, everything that I've said.
Promise me you'll never forget, as the blood runs from your head.

A movie plays in your mind,
everyone speaks this drama.
And the credits will roll,
to the sound of warming nausea
Second time around, make this chance count