things are getting better
but everything still feels a Lil blur
like I'm not "living"
but drifting by
just drifting
being on "autopilot"
going with the flow of things
yet it also feels like
I'm waiting in line
constantly waiting in a never-ending line
for absolutely nothing

live in silence
scream in agony
lay on thorns
run on fire
maybe than
I'll think about it

'don't be silly, from my love back to a lad'
'we were just two boys in love, what's so bad?'

my heart it beats,
but not for you,
my words i speak,
they're never true,
the way i lie,
and you say it back,
i never loved you,
your words are cracked