I've always been alone but Suddenly I've grown sick of this place I've got this fucked up notion Thinking I'm not the man I'm meant to be I reiterate the motions And catch myself burning bridges most days
I'm slowly fading Nothing seems like it should Maybe I left too much unsaid the first and last time we met I think I found you Your shadow was sewn Into the fabric that covers the twisted floor of this empty room
I'm fighting a feeling that I've lost control You kept the fever that I dropped last month I'm fighting a feeling that I won't be alone
I'm slowly fading Nothing seems like it should be Maybe I left too much unsaid the first and last time we met I think I found you Your shadow, sewn Into the fabric that covers the twisted floor
Killing myself in a crowded room An exhibition for the voyeurs to consume Killing myself in an empty room I buried my faith along with you