I'm dark and not in Vogue
My mind's ******
They all tell me so
My futures imperceptible
And I'm incapable of compleltely comprehending that

Do you ever wake up in the morning and wonder how you lost control?

Do you want to climb into a casket,
Watch somebody shovel all your  memories
slowly bury you in that hole?

There's no equity in insanity
Too much stock in self-control

I've seen death up close
I believed in ghosts
Cause that's exactly what I am
There's no lovely soul at the end of the road, waiting for you to pass
No matter we go we are always alone
Meant to feel as empty as a broken glass