I've built up walls
And created a switch.
So let this be.
Let this be.

Feel everything,
Yet I'm feeling nothing.
Just let this be.
Let this be.

Can't look.
Can't speak.
Can’t hear.
Can’t think.
Can’t yearn.
Can’t crave.
Can’t care.
Can’t cry.

Listen to the beautiful betrayal of lies.
And don't remember.

Just lock it up.
And let it be.
Seems time has altered everything.

I didn’t believe in fate, that any soul is predestined for another.
I didn't believe in coincidence, that we subsist by some sort of chance.
I didn’t believe in soul mates,
And I didn’t believe in luck.
I believed in faith.

And now I simply search for some escape,
Some feeling other than
comfortably numb.

Maybe I really did deserve this.
Maybe I really am just stupid.
Because I believed in your promises.
Because I believed in us.

I don't know the plan.
I don't know my meaning.
I don't even know if I have a purpose.
But I don't care.
Just let it be.

I've learned to flip the switch to off.
What does it matter if I lose myself?
***** happiness;
Give me the lying whispers of false satisfaction.

"Off" may never solve, but it numbs away the pain.

I want to feel,
I want to bleed,
I want to fall,
I want to break,
I want to crumble,
I want to rise,
I want to fight,
And I want the cycle to run.
So at least I'd know I’m living.

But "off" is the risk I take.
Because I've tried to change my ways.

*Your heart belongs to you
And you alone.
Never be careless and naive enough to give it away.