| No, I don’t think you understand
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| The eyes you see through now are different than the ones you used to have.
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| All your loved ones, the walls, the map you used to make sense of the world you
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| chose have changed, and they’re not coming back for you.
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| What you interpret is the light traveling through the hole left by the tip of a
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| needle as if the sky were pricked and drew
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| The image are clear as day they’re all so gray and sawed
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| I know it’s hard to disregard the piece of pain that’s in your heart
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| So whether lost or not, you’re caught on top a cosmic web
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| And it’s only the response to father nature’s comic pledge
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| And I’d rather starve to death than be poisoned without knowing why the good
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| die in love and wind up despising the lonely.
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| I’m only man, I don’t believe itt’s all I am
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| But if I tried to explain I know exactly how I’d feel.
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| And so do you, and there is no reason to go deeper than we need to
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| We’re just people filled with hope and bones to bruise.
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| Your pulse is beautiful it beats perfectly in time to a rhythm that’s been
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| teaching us how to lose our minds.
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| Sooner than later, this eclipse will lose its grip drift away and shift the
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| picture of what will become of us.
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| It will be that which we have known to be wrong all along
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| That which we could sense but never put our finger on.
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| So for now I’ll sing a song when something is missing,
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| 'cause I know I’m doing nothing wrong when I’m simply singing
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| Lalala
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| No, I don’t think you understand,
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| Everything is empty, pain doesn’t exist.
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| The fear of suffering is only meant to show me what your beauty is.
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| And I’m a fugitive, on the run looking for someone to love and lose again,
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| And I’m almost done.
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| I’m always better gone, too far away for you to touch,
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| I’m always wrong,
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| And you are more than right for giving up.
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| She was drug,
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| Through the dirt and the mud,
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| And the hurt, and the blood,
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| And the truth that we lost when we were young.
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| But now trained how to live,
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| Self destruct, light another flame to melt and rain again.
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| Death is just another name for life is changing forms,
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| But have yet to learn how to die dancing naked in the storm.
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| Let me live I’m out of control,
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| But I’m not afraid to admit that I’m weak.
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| I give it my all, I know that I fall,
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| But nothing can dissolve the image I see.
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| In front of my face, in front of the wall,
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| Inside of us all, it’s all in my head
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| I know that I’m dead, but I don’t know why
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| I’ve been fighting to find out what peace is in me
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| To set free. |