| You don’t need eyes to see me
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| You don’t need ears to hear me
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| You don’t need your body to touch me
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| You need your soul to feel me
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| I see … I hear… I touch … I feel
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| I remember i slept (but that wasn’t) a dream
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| There was a bottle (on a table, & a dirty) needle
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| There wasn’t a reason, there wasn’t a time
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| It was pure colours, space and light
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| The dead sun over my head, lighting on my scared hand
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| Bluring almost everything, travels through my head
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| I fell like I’m only word, the only son of myself
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| Seeking joy on this planet, destroying everything else
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| I’ve never touched the pure, i’m spreading pain and hate
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| I’ve only touched the illness, i’m taking your joy away
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| I ask to myself for a silence, i can’t hear to my screams anymore
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| (Razor blade is cutting my feelings, just like a fall of the leaves)
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| We’ll never find the cure, useless me and useless you
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| We’ll never find the cure, liar me and hopeless you |