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