Is anybody out there?
I'm dying in a nightmare
You've got third degree burns
And now it's your turn
To feel what I, feel, yeah
And if it don't hurt
Then you know what we got
Ain't real
Funny how every time you push me away
You turn around and you beg me to stay
Cut down from the things you say
It's the beating of, a broken drum
One of these days
You'll push me away
Turn around
It'll be too late
