My truth remains sheltered, safe and powerless.
Instead I am the one suffering, barely breathing.
A slave to my own mind and cowardice.

At night you cry because you're afraid to die.
You wanna drink, get high and savor the blue sky.
Yet every morning you put on a suit and tie,
and live yesterdays lie.
Every change you deny,
you don't even give them a try.
It's time you say goodbye.
Your life is over, the void is nigh.