how could it all be
we've never been dead
but never awake from this dream

how could it all be
we'll never be dead
just mirrors running scared

slicing wrists while we look for our own mortality
all the lights went out cold
shadow covers the soul

essence of the world made ceremonial
now we all wait for the demise
what was the question

why do you need an answer
we make me nauseas
I guess it just means I need us

ripe for me to eat your juice runs sweet
never so good
funny how nothing chips away at us like us

check the unlocked door but it's still locked
always locked
talk to me across the way as if you don't even know me

and as if I could never give even half a $#&@ at all
for the record there is never anyone controlling
our trajectory is ours

funny thing is when this is all just memories
looking back will be the same as moving forward
I'll probably give anything to try to go back in time

time when I didn't have to
empty lips just for distraction
rip the demons from their sleep

fornicate inside me
gouge my eyes out so I'll never weep
how could it all be

we finally figured this %#@! out
and now you'll see that you were all wrong
but you were all just mirrors running scared

just some ghosts wearing my skin
trying to disbelieve it
$#&@ you now try to disbelieve it