Another Grade of SleepIf I could, deception,
Those things were never true,
I'm holding on to people,
I gave myself to you
The point of returning,
The shreds of innocence,
So selfish, this yearning
It's breaking my defense
EgoDown you rolling, leak, I'm laughing
You can send me down, light flows in purple haze,
You can feel the ache and face my delirium
Blinded by the sight, you never come by,
Fear evaporates and we face the consequence, down
I can rip my eyes and throw them to the wind,
Why it won't help to heal up my head?
Hollow PeopleWake up, I'm holding you,
Hollow people are learning to
fill themselves with fake shit.
So many evenings've gone
and my memories just pressing on
Random thoughts fill my head
Stars that cannot die shine on foreverDo you know I'm faking when as I walk through this life?
And it feels sedating, I'm surprised.
It's so easy in your eyes,
and I'm over-rated, subtle lie,
when you cry,
so up high,
find your place and try to buy some time
The Right ThingShades of grey, disfirgured people walking on
the edges of this hostile, crippled land
Made of clay, forgotten shades are lurking here,
Can't breath well, this endless wastes of white.
Cold, cold sea, living in denial
Shreds of long forgotten past haunt your every step
This dead realm is a giant false trial