Dead

When should I awake? But when should I get some sleep? Within my mind I’ll make Contortions of my excuse When should I resist? My hatred likes to breathe Why do I assist? Been dying for far too long Here it comes and here I go to hate myself Breathing nothing, killing something with its help Writing these things, justifying my own wealth I’m just dead and nothing now can give me health But now everything is fine I’ve found another way I let this thing reside I make another day There’s laughter all around Usually from my mind I feel that there’s no sound And I am just dead and blind So here it comes and here I go to hate myself Breathing nothing, killing something with its help Writing these things, justifying my own wealth I’m just dead and nothing now can give me health I learnt too much to take in everything you’ve lied In death I see myself and it’s here I thrive Lie to me and tear me down before I’m alive I’ll love you for all you try Just tear away my face Never let me hide In this cornered place I smile deep inside I am not really here Nor can I cry in pain I’ll let you beat my fear If you can really see my game I’ll turn to something that ends in nothing just to breathe again I’ll become you to let you think I’m listening But solitude and dying off is what I’m still craving There never was such a thing as sane Life is just another game Selfless only means for fame Desiring love to make life stay the same The rest is just to entertain