The drugs hit
And for a moment the pain seems to dissipate
We're getting lit
Because it beats bothering to communicate
We're together now
But further away than we've ever been
I want out
But being stuck here is my only sin
You best pretend
That the love in your heart still reaches me
I best pretend
That I'm young, dumb and still innocent
Should I leave?
Or is that a recipe to keep you haunting me?
Should I stay?
Or am I sabotaging my joviality?
Who are we?
But carcasses for the stepping stone
Can't we see?
Being together doesn't mean we're not still alone.