| I’m hollowed out in this broken house
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| my eyes are shut, but I feel the sound.
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| Sunken cheeks, torn at the seams
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| this is where I come to dream.
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| My blood is boiling
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| but I’m cold and I can’t breathe.
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| But it’s dark and I can’t see.
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| My mind is racing
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| I’m scared and I can’t speak.
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| So tired, but I can’t dream.
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| Feeling everything at once, no black or white.
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| Nothing’s wrong, but nothing’s right.
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| Feeling like I’m living twice, no vital signs.
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| Am I dead or alive?
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| I can’t shake this hopeless thoughts
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| the glass is half-empty, but it’s all I’ve got.
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| Another pill, cheers to me.
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| Fade to Black Bile ecstasy.
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| My blood is boiling
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| but I’m cold and I can’t breath.
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| But it’s dark and I can’t see.
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| My mind is racing
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| I’m scared and I can’t speak.
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| So tired, but I can’t dream.
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| I’ve lost my place, I can’t find my way.
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| I see it building up and there’s no escape.
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| Every day, it’s all the same.
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| A different face to hide the pain.
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| What a shame, what a shame that I…
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| A slippery, slippery slope to the bottom.
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| I can’t help but think that it’s not all for nothing.
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| Save me…
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| I found the light at the end of the tunnel
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| And just as I did, it started to crumble.
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| And I’m running, running, running away.
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| Feeling everything at once, no black or white.
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| Nothing’s wrong, but nothing’s right.
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| Feeling like I’m living twice, no vital signs.
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| Am I dead or alive? |