So, what do you see inside What do you try to hide Well, It's not like I should write Words that make you cry Or feel something else inside Well let me sit back and talk about life. Run so far I can't see your face I want to Run so far I can't feel the trace So what do you have inside Now that you see inside Would you make the wave subside I need you thinking I need you dreaming To make connections with our minds Run so far I can't see your face I want to Run so far I can't feel the trace I won't taint my words with thoughts of regret I can't see with your eyes Or write with your hands I dig deep in the sand and melt into gla** You can't live with me here if you can't spell my name All the pictures you drew they keep come the same Always talking words that you can't seem to tame Stomping out the flames of desire I reach into a mouth that longs for my taste. So, so now you see inside But still you try to hide From the mouth that likes to bite The hand that gives to The hand that feeds you The hand that tends to make you cry It's in the digging It's in the melting It's in a fraction of our minds You've got me thinking You've got me dreaming This is the s** of perfect life Run so far I can't see your face I want to Run so far I can't feel the trace Stop while I levitate here for you And you won't see the strings I'll be fine up here As long as I'm amused And I won't feel the strain