And the addiction to the hollow is a one-way road;
Each layer of my inside in silence corrodes.
Condemned to this whirlpool that never stops,
trying to cease the fire with the tears that drop.
But the water would only fuel their tongue,
so instead I'm pulling out silence to the top of my lungs...
So the sorrow could reach them whole,
and in their hearts my absence dig a hole.
So I walk ahead with no shame on my face,
proud of being who I am and of what I've ever said.
Stuck in my own mind
where thoughts endlessly wander
Stuck in my own mind
where thoughts endlessly wander
I gave everything away and it still doesn't cut
I don't think I could resist that long
I need a way out
So I walk ahead with no shame on my face,
proud of being who I am and of what I've ever said.
Vultures like you are made to scour the dead.
My heart's still beating and so are the thoughts in my head.
Pandemonium.
I couldn't know there was no room for changes,
but you still gave me stones to bite, just one thing to hide.
Sometimes it doesn't matter how hard you try,
there's no happy ending.
Vultures like you are made to scour the dead
My heart's still beating and so are the thoughts in my head.
Am I in hell? Those have been my afflictions this whole time
Those flames creeping like worms, I think I'm done.