Why do I feel so blank?
Why do I still need to wake up and fight?
It doesn't feel quite right
It seems like I have lost my place called…
Home
Feels like hole
Where I fall
Lost yourself in self-control
There's no more fighting for
All your reasons going to fall...Like stones on lapidation.
I don't want to know
I don't want to think and listen
I don't want to show
I don't want to hide a Jekyll.
Educate my soul
By closed circuit tele-control
Leave me alone.
I'll not dance with eyes wide shut
While I move into the graveyard.
Share your fancy food
With the starving on my facebook.
Pay my plastic master, by my
smartphone online tele-pastor.
Plug and play my soul
Into latest VR perform.
Home
Feels like hole
Where I fall
Lost yourself in self-control
There's no more fighting for
All your reasons going to fall
Feels like home
I came from
Living space in prison form
World is broke
After all
After everything we've brought
Why do I feel so blank?
Why do I still need to wake up and fight?
It doesn't feel quite right
It feels like I have no place to call it…
Home
Feels like hole
Where I fall
Lost yourself in self control
There’s nothing more to fight for
All your reasons going to fall…
