Dead
When should I awake?
But when should I get some sleep?
Within my mind I’ll make
Contortions of my excuse
When should I resist?
My hatred likes to breathe
Why do I assist?
Been dying for far too long
Here it comes and here I go to hate myself
Breathing nothing, killing something with its help
Writing these things, justifying my own wealth
I’m just dead and nothing now can give me health
But now everything is fine
I’ve found another way
I let this thing reside
I make another day
There’s laughter all around
Usually from my mind
I feel that there’s no sound
And I am just dead and blind
So here it comes and here I go to hate myself
Breathing nothing, killing something with its help
Writing these things, justifying my own wealth
I’m just dead and nothing now can give me health
I learnt too much to take in everything you’ve lied
In death I see myself and it’s here I thrive
Lie to me and tear me down before I’m alive
I’ll love you for all you try
Just tear away my face
Never let me hide
In this cornered place
I smile deep inside
I am not really here
Nor can I cry in pain
I’ll let you beat my fear
If you can really see my game
I’ll turn to something that ends in nothing just to breathe again
I’ll become you to let you think I’m listening
But solitude and dying off is what I’m still craving
There never was such a thing as sane
Life is just another game
Selfless only means for fame
Desiring love to make life stay the same
The rest is just to entertain
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