[Verse 1: Denver Dowling, Denver Dowling & Kellan King]

The rhythm of premeditated harm

Blacking out before the damage is done

Finding comfort in disgust

I'm backwards, I'm fucked

I'm here but my mind is gone

Too much is never enough

Push the threshold

Pleasure never fills up

Gluttony is a rumor

The need is real

The coping is redundant

But it helps me feel

[Verse 2: GioVanni Alaniz, Kellan King]

Is that you, on the other side of the glass? (Of the glass)

Am I facing divinity or apparitions of the past? (Of the past)

[Verse 3: Denver Dowling, Kellan King, GioVanni Alaniz]

Melting away

The glass screen shines on my face

Everything I am

My eyes strain to recognize this reflection

So far from perfection

Self-indulgent perception

[Hook: GioVanni Alaniz, Denver Dowling]

Infatuated with self (The noise of my thoughts start playing their song)

If I write the script, I will only eat my words (And dry heave on self-sabotage)

"Okay... Let's see. I guess that I'm confused again. Am I here, or am I there? I don't know... Over there, I'm everywhere, I know that... But here is connected to over there, is that right? But then, where is the real me after all is said and done? Oh, there is no real me, I guess that's it. I only exist inside those people aware of my existence. But what about this me that I can hear talking right here and now? It's me, isn't it?"