silence seems like my only friend
everything else disappearing into nothingness
sadly it hurts less and less
tell I'm just a blob in this idiotic mess
and land land looks like nothings left
so what do i do when in this situation
no room to stand everything changing
stuck in darkness while its arranging
life moving around you but stuck staying
I'm here screaming but no ones about
in a cage no one can see and I'm just little old me
I'm not good for anything but i just wanted help
whats the point of people if they aren't here themselves
i vision myself on a platform
breathing out breathing in
watching people go away in the wind
as i stand there crying with no sound in the world
no emotion ,just work
and i don't want to be a cyberman
but i cant make a commotion
I'm a blimp in the whole world of ocean
a chance that's left unspoken
and i cant believe this is our ending of strife
but then again its like ending with a knife
it ends in a clear picture
a big old get well sticker
maybe we should stop trying to get better
death is inevitable we cant just hide in our sweaters
what is the story once we die the mold will wash with the lies
i don't understand but then again we aren't ally's
your meanings in between the lines
forgotten by my wondering mind
but lets stop
its time to be done with the fun
no matter how much we wanted to run
because it ends eventually
and id rather just hit the ground
so if this is the end i have to tell you
life was always better without you around
and i shall walk away
for i have nothing left to say
