I feel so alone, like I'm trapped in my home.
and these thoughts in my head tell me I ought to be dead.
I fucking suck at this shit.
"No, you don't. You're just tired."
"Everyone loves you, can't you see you're admired?"
But I don't believe what I conceive in my dreams.
And I don't believe what I perceive in front of me.
So you must be a liar.
This isn't how things in this life should have been.
My soul is on fire.
This isn't the happiest that I could have been.
My soul is on fire.
Sands of time made from liquid-solid-matter.
People flowing like atoms recycling motions.
I know in my mind that things don't really matter.
Climbing the planet and mapping the oceans.
I would lose my mind if my brain got any fatter.
People flowing like atoms recycling motions.
People flowing like atoms recycling motions.
I know in my mind that things don't really matter.
Climbing the planet and mapping the oceans.
I would lose my mind if my brain got any fatter.
People flowing like atoms recycling motions
But I don't believe what I conceive in my dreams.
And I don't believe what I perceive in front of me.
So you must be a liar.
This isn't how things in this life should have been.
My soul is on fire.
This isn't the happiest that I could have been.
My soul is on fire.