[Verse]

I cut myself all in search of a better life

Is there more to what we’re doing? Had to say it twice

Because my words just fade unless I make them rhyme

And if you really wanna talk, you can bell my line

Is there more to what we’re doing, wrote that on my arm, cause every time I look down, I see that words can deal some harm, don’t Roar the pain away, see a therapist or something

Girl, don’t go insane

Boy, don’t waste away

You may feel you ‘ready have, but I’ll reassure you

This is what wе’re all about, you let you thoughts control you

Hive mind built from liеs dressed in California

But I’ve been dreaming of that life before I even saw you

[Verse]

Is there more to this life that I’ve been ignoring, cause ignorance is bliss, we are not informants

We the opposite, we crush the facts and live in dreams

And live in lies, cause our fantasies will beat our lives

Is that true? Built it up for me and you, we saw the stars, you and I, like giant fish in the sky, we broke the TV, no more signal, made our money, call that Triple, our lives are falling through, I did this for me and you

I hear the whisper from the trees asking if we are not around do the trees still make a sound when they hit the ground?

Does a human scream their lungs out when their being killed

But there’s no one around to hear the songs of the ill

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Is there less to this life, I’ve been overthinking

Searches boxes for memories in the form of trinkets

And little medals, and whistles and keyboard layered up with dust

Soaking soundly in metal boxes that’s made to rust

I was made to rust, we’re all made to die, without a choice, go through pain that we call a life

Melodramatic lyrics, diary full of questions

Melodramatic thinking, diary full of weapons