i don't like a big crowd
they take the intimacy from an event
because when another man's adoration is more loud
i begin to wonder why i even went
to crawl from my skin and head back in time
to when the venue was empty, and the bass used to play sublime.
but those times are gone now, those singers' shells are empty, and now i just have to be free of mine.

as those lights burn in my eyes
i begin to realize that i don't and never will belong here
that tear inside my heart begins to fill with fear
because, i never thought i'd want to die
but, i don't and never will belong here
in this big dome of sounds and lies