We are dead The dead are born They don't die The worlds are switched around in our eyes We are dead When we think that we are living How about we show them the real The f**ed up ideals neglected through time I do not live to learn anymore I make mistakes to create reactions I live for that, so what Seeing you get off on my errors The nails being the works - so essential and straight to the point The frame being you - too weak and unsound to stand-alone We are dead And that is the honest truth How about we give them the real The f**ed up ideals ruined through time We have no reason to continue Rather funny when you think it through When you really break it down Reactions Reaction