With rare words and truths unspoken. A toxic intellect thats broken, we'll find a way inside this lonely paradise, we tried so hard to hide. And it follows us all to the grave. We're all victims of a plague. It's so hard to turn the page
Wake up I'm about to break the deal, cause I know you're not really real. You're just a thorn inside my head and I know these thoughts you can't make me feel, cause I know you're not really real. You're just a thorn inside my head I can't get out
It's okay. We're all prey of mind that slowly likes to decay. And I know, someday I will find the courage and push you away
Wake up I'm about to break the deal, cause I know you're not really real. You're just a thorn inside my head and I know these thoughts you can't make me feel, cause I know you're not really real. You're just a thorn inside my head I can't get out