Is it fear?
Or just another means of ignoring what's in front of me
Debilitate and try to control a hierarchy that I cannot see
Pull down the shutters
Closed tight so I can start to breathe
Nothing surrounds me
But white noise inside of my head
Quietly drifting
Patiently waiting
I'm dreaming but I'm still awake
k** the lights
We fell asleep to the pain of rotting bones
And I pluralize just to forget that I'm alone
It is fear
That's keeping me from pursuing the things in front of me
Misdiagnosed
But still it dwindles on
How do I medicate something that isn't there?
Where's the placebo effect when you need it?
I've conformed to the great unknown
When it doesn't even know who I am
I've cleared cut across the map
So why am I still lost?
Find me a place
Find me a place
Find me a face
To disguise myself from the beast living above the empty space inside of my head
We fell asleep to the pain of rotting bones
And I pluralize just to forget that I'm alone