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