maybe i'm dead too much for the fact i live,
and i'm paid too much for the less i give
all hope is hopeless, i can't give like a machine,
fed hate like a drug just to stay alive
in this hopeless world in which we hide
like a rifle, my life was automatic
everyday waiting for it to go off
i had the death perception, perceived the things
you'd never even recognize, world was in these eyes
but the world was starting to burn, sometimes they never learn
but our world, this world, was a killing machine
giving all your hate to the ones who won't fit in
should this be the way? since time came in, we've given in.
our one and only sin, but i refused to breathe in
maybe i don't want to fit in
but i'm not looking back, i need to forget
i don't want to remember anything
i don't need to be awake to be alive
still maybe that light may someday get brighter
there may still be a way
sometimes i wish there wasn't a face for this name
and when you go i'll take all the blame
it doesn't have to be like this, i never wanted this
i can't show this face, you shouldn't know this name
i've tarnished all and everything, i cannot ever be seen now
this secret skin closes me in
i'm shedding this life for a drifting in