Rainy faces of mine

My steps behind

Chanting to me

Mournings of fragile yestersigns

By stabbing my own back

Telling lies, how to act

I'm feeding a weakness

That is biding my time

As empty as those who pour

Confidence on a grieving mime

In this room full of me

I perish in a tombstone dance

My own ardent genocide

Reliving any wounded glance

Released in the wink of a hyde

Backstaring into doubt

Missing link of today

I should fade away

To the cause of my birth

Life-line spitting luxury

At the drownings of what I'm worth

Send love to me if you dare

Priceless second-handed care

Cranked-out the nothing me

It seems to me

I'm only haunted by myself