I practice death every night

I practice hell every day

All I know is hindsight

Then turning the page

I’m not trying to go through life-

Simply day after day

All I know is hindsight

And then tearing the page

All I know is hindsight

And then burning the page

An empty vessel is the loudest. Disregard every word I say. Every thought becomes so groundless. Your spirit slowly drifts away

And then we dance, and no one knows

An empty vessel is the loudest. Disregard every word I say. Every thought becomes so groundless. Your spirit slowly drifts

Weakened by your lies

Plastic mask for a disguise

Not a single tear in your eyes

Ripped apart from the inside

You, Oh you

What else can I say to

You, oh you

What else can I say?