Produced by Gary Cioni at Sound Acres Recording Studio Mixed and Mastered by Phil Dubnick All music written by Costas Themistocleous All lyrics written by Costas Themistocleous and Nikki Wilmes These decade old journals have a friend When I can’t sleep in the middle of the night As I’m turning pages I’m just trying to make sense How I’ve come so far from this life It’s just poetry Therapeutic to a teen Getting lost filling pages with thought The anomaly of believing in a dream Scribbled on all those pages and I See myself On every line within that notebook I’m reminded why I See myself On every line within that damn book I’m reminded why I had to escape hell It’s just poetry Therapeutic to a teen Getting lost filling pages with thought The anomaly of believing in a dream Scribbled on all the pages and I I just swear to God Because he casted a curse I’ve been fighting to survive And the turfs getting worse I’m stuck track betting which horse takes first Which man walks away with more than he’s worth And I find myself enabled From the times a kid found strength To bring themself to present day I’m taunted by an angel You’ll face death to bring The life to things It’s always been the case I’ve had enough Catch me if I fall I’ve had enough Catch me if I fall But I find myself enabled I find myself enabled I’ve had enough Catch me if I fall I’ve had enough Catch me if I fall