"words create lies, pain can be trusted"
eyes glued to the window pane
till' the sun comes up to say: "worry, fixate and then repeat"
do you imagine their blood inside your head?
as far as I know, they're all already dead,
caught up in a comfortable lie,
so why aren't you alive yet?
take your own advice before you take theirs
all you wanted was something
that something is nothing
well a'int that something