My life.
Is a complication that couldn’t say goodnight.
Goodnight,
Though some creatures are pressed against my side.
My life.
Like a hole to create more empty space,
I know what’s there; I know what is there.
I’m looking for the answers covered in gold.
I can’t stand another step on this world.
Try to heal my life but doctors wont let me go.
I know what’s there; I know what is there.
My soul.
Is a vacuum wanting to catch everything it holds.
My heart.
Is an object just waiting on the shelf.
I know what’s there; I know what is there.
I’m looking for the answers covered in gold.
Try to heal my life but doctors wont let me go.
I hear a great big knock right on my door.
I yell what the hell are you looking for.
Go away.
Say goodbye.
Wipe those tears.
Create a lullaby.
It’s my life
And my soul.
I yell what the hell are you looking for.
I don’t want to see who’s behind my door.
Try to mess with my head, not to understand.
I know what’s there; I know what is there.
I can’t do anything right.
I can’t do anything right.
I can’t do anything right.
I can’t do anything right.
