| Lost in a futile world, hung dry, malnourished and under weight
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| Mind numbing puerile for attainment, like a padded cell with no escape
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| I slipped unconscious, Incoherent interstate, familiar faded days burning exile,
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| and transient
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| Dead lying prone, ghost less eyes, to their own
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| Cruise ride under night fall, crying, «Oh, what could I learn from letting you
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| go»
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| You’re not alone
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| Head slung into cloud breaks, in ambience, before the waste of god
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| Dead weight left to free fall, I’ve come undone, in this sadistic world,
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| enshrined to the dark
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| Mood swings under rain, like there’s a heaven to fall
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| Blacked out by the railroad, «drowning my problems», with just the shirt on
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| your back, to shield from the cold
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| Locked in the mind of monotony, a creature of instinct, is dying hollow
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| Oh, I know you’re not alone, you know you’re alone
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| Sometimes I think about leaving
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| Solitude is intrinsic, I keep crawling to hate state
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| The clock knocks at my bedside, translucent skin, with only the power the speak
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| before it’s too late
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| Stone cold and your minds free, but love drugged on the phone
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| Bright lights from the airwaves, delusional, never mind what you think,
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| you know you’re not alone |