Staged inside of his bedroom Smoking my last cigarette Ashes fall on the carpet Glitter glue and liquor stains All over my clothes I feel sick As I lay watching the TV Strange sounds begin to emerge I hear myself speak From outside of my body I listen to myself The voice of a stranger Rings out of my mouth My past isn't there I'm not here We are nowhere But I see you laying next to me Your eyes look aware but it isn't the truth