Alice Testo

Dear diary
This battle’s on the verge of emergency
Call in a chemical warfare attack

Tempting fate with the crisis that my vices will orchestrate
Cold sweats as my bold pupils dilate
I could die from the weight of it all
Or make it through another close call

Here’s a note to myself, “Back to the wall The higher you get, girl, the further you fall”
Here’s a note to myself, “Alone in my pain
How close can you come to the edge before you walk away?”

Through blackened veins the evil in the needle bleeds into my brain
And sells me on the sense of a fool’s escape
I could die from the weight of it all
Or make it through another close call

Here’s a note to myself, “Back to the wall
The higher you get, girl, the further you fall”
Here’s a note to myself, “Alone in my pain
How close can you come to the edge before you walk away?”
Before you walk away

But I just need one more taste, one more taste
Scars earned from searching for solutions
So desperate just to feel
Sold on self-prescribed pollution, just distorting what was real
And so it goes in the throes of what I can’t overcome Painfully numb
Dear diary
This battle’s on the verge of emergency

Here’s a note to myself, “Back to the wall
The higher you get, girl, the further you fall”
Here’s a note to myself, “Alone in my pain
How close can you come to the edge before you walk away?”

Before you walk away
Before you walk away