Less I hear the less you'll say, but you'll find that out anyway, just like before. I find the answers aren't so clear. Wish I could find a way to disappear. All these thoughts they make no sense. I find bliss in ignorance.
Nothing seems to go away, over and over again, just like before.
Shut up when I'm talking to you. Something in here s not right today. It s like a face that I hold inside. A face that awakes when I close my eyes. A face watches every time I lie.