twisty achey thoughts and voices in my head
do all the talking and as i look within
the lines of my skull have thousands of lips
giving me gentle kisses
they keep talking
i keep crawling in these desert sands
and i'm sinking into the abyss
i am a hologram full of noise
i'm going back into the earth
i will slowly be destroyed
if it's not by the sound
i'll be drowned out by their constant talking
the journey is long
in this desert sun they're stalking
it's way louder than a whisper
in my heart i feel a blister
so sharp and cold they make me shiver
even as i'm melting down
the echo forms a surround
if you heard it it would hurt
i'm going back into the earth