Driven conversations, even I can read
Wouldn't want to fake it, and I'm tired of this dream
Taking medications, in the back of the room
Driven conversations, he died in June.See the stab wounds in his hands
See him dying in his room
He's dying in his room
He's dying in his room
Heading for me, heading this way
He is coming, I don't careWouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mind
Giving conversations to a friend of mine
Giving medications, in a lighted room
Wouldn't want to fake it, I know I shouldSee the stab wounds in his hands
You killed him, I don't care
Keep a promise, you would too
Keep a promise, even you
See the silence in his head
He is coming, I don't careWe're not gonna make it, well I don't mind
Wouldn't want to fake it, but I have this time
Giving conversations, to whom they don't know
Taking medications till my stomach's full.See a famine in his head
See him coming at their heels
He loves you, give him a chance
I don't love him, I don't care
See him starving, give her hell
It is over, we don't care In His RoomConversaciones Driven, incluso puedo leer
No querría fingir, y estoy cansado de este sueño
Tomar medicamentos, en el fondo de la sala
Conversaciones Driven, murió en junio.
Ver las heridas de arma blanca en sus manos
Verlo morir en su habitación
Se está muriendo en su habitación
Se está muriendo en su habitación
Rumbo a mí, hacia aquí
Él viene, no me importa
No querría que falso, bueno no me importa
Dar conversaciones para un amigo mío
Dar medicamentos, en una habitación iluminada
No querría fingir, sé que debería
Ver las heridas de arma blanca en sus manos
Usted lo mató, no me importa
Mantener una promesa, lo haría también
Cumplir una promesa, incluso usted
Ver el silencio en la cabeza
Él viene, no me importa
Nosotros no vamos a hacerlo, así que no me importa
No querría fingir, pero tengo este tiempo
Conversaciones Dar, a los que no saben
Tomar medicamentos hasta de lleno mi estómago.
Ver una hambruna en la cabeza
Ver lo que viene en los talones
Él te ama, darle una oportunidad
Yo no lo amo, no me importa
Verlo morir de hambre, darle el infierno
Es más, no nos importa en su habitación