Home alone in silence,
Then a noise from the door,
Knock Knock...
I won't answer,
There's nobody there,
Knock Knock...
I know it's just in my mind,
Knock Knock...
Maybe there is somebody,
Knock Knock...
I'll just go and see,
Something's calling me,
It wants me to open the door,
A final Knock...
I know who it is,
The door opens,
Nothing,
But something...
The demon that has consumed many,
The thing that nobody can see,
Because nobody is around to see it,
As I stand there,
Eyes now shut,
The demons mouth opens...
In silence once again,
Eyes slowly opening,
Darkness...
I shouldn't have opened the door,
My desire for company was too strong,
And now I've been absorbed,
Devoured by loneliness...

It gets lonely sometimes,
Nobody answers when you text,
You don't have the confidence to talk to anyone new,
It isolates you,
Cuts you off from the world,
A world you can still see,
A world you still live in,
But somehow, a world you don't feel part of,
Stuck inside wondering,
Just wondering why,
Why the world has cut you off?
Why you've cut off the world?
On your own,
Just wondering,
Isolated,
Isolated from the world,
Isolated from life...

Is anyone there?
Please answer my call...
I need some guidance...
I need to be reminded...
I need to know that I'm not alone...

Is anyone there?
Please answer my call...
I need reassurance...
I need to be reminded...
I need to know that I'm not alone...

Is anyone there?
Please answer my call...
I need to hear a voice...
I need to be reminded...
I need to know that I'm not alone...

Is anyone there?
Please answer my call...
Anyone, anyone at all?

Why do you act different?
Why do you say you care about me?
But then leave when I need you,
Do you only care about me when you're bored?
It's obvious,
I don't know why I'm asking,
Maybe I ask because there's still a chance,
Still a chance that you do really care,
But I know it's hopeless...

Some people are like pencils. . .
On the outside everything's fine. . .
But when we look inside they're broken. . .
Just like the led in some pencils. . .

Family. . .
The one thing in life that means either everything or nothing. . .
The one thing in life that you have or don't have. . .
They can make your life heaven. . .
They can make your life hell. . .
But if they're there. . .
They'll be there forever. . .

The tune. . .
The pitch. . .
The melody. . .
Some people love it. . .
Some people hate it. . .
It can show feeling. . .
It can show nothing. . .
It can bring people together. . .
It can drive people apart. . .
This thing has power. . .
This thing is music. . .