so you're skinny now just bones are left an empty cavity inside
dozens of crossroads transcend yourself and make them pay for it
the morning fog it covers all the smoke in lungs hides the food for thoughts
then you try to find the right words but none would come but none would come to mind
how many people are out there, alone? how many people are out there, alone?
so many nots naughts and bound knots it hurts to be awake
the eyes will leave no evidence alive transcend yourself and make them pay for it
how many people are out there, alone? how many people are out there, alone? how many people are out there, alone? how many people are out there? hello?..