Cold Sweat

Martyr me
For all of my enemies to see
I walked a mile
Just to dance with the breeze
I'd do a waltz just to feel anything at all
The trumpets play
and the flutes ebb and flow
They soundtrack the danger I've gotten myself into
I'll feel the cold sweat run
and drip down my face
Sometimes it burns real bad
Other times
When the wind will blow upon my skin
On a cold, cold night
It's the only thing that feels "real".
Where are my friends?
Where is my family?
Why are you the only one
Who can save me?