It looks like living but it's just existence When nothing matters, nothing is real The cold in my feet is getting persistent, The Sun is cold and the Earth is surreal.
Now it's not my turn deciding if I'm ill and sick, I can feel the pleasure you earn while judging me While judging me And I'll send you a letter of untrue intention
TO FIND MY WAY INTO YOUR ZONE of comprehension.
They can suck you out dry No one here will hear your cry, YOUR PERCEPTION'S UNTRUE I'd be scared, if i were you.
A sea of joy can't hide the sadness oceans
And far away the last light is stopping to flame, As well as my heart As well as my heart My heart.
Oh, save your soul
When the time comes and it begins to feel Just right to be alone and miserable, The cold in my feet is getting persistent, The Sun is cold and the Earth is surreal.
They can suck you out dry No one here will hear your cry, Your perception is untrue I'd be scared, if i were you.