I've been living under a rock for so **** long,
that I've forgotten what the light outside is made of
Twigs and bugs
drift into my lungs
And my breath is rather salty,
it's rough and thick,
tearing me up a bit
every time I inhale

The sun disintegrates my skin away,
and I don't feel comfortable with my bones exposed like this
I'm not in pain from it,
but I'm ashamed

The sound of each vertebrae clicks
to the gentle sound of music
as I'm running away from my shadow
I've cast away everything else,
and there's no use in having it by my side
The only purpose it serves is to slow me down

And no, I haven't given up
That's where you're wrong
I'm simply sleeping,
I'm dreaming away

And although I may be fading,
it's okay now
Because I know this is what we're made for
And control is something we'll never be able to reach