I light the match I watch the fire burn
I fight the pain, till it subsides
I bite my tongue. I'm bleeding out the lies
I never thought I'd…
Lead another life.
Black lights and cold showers
When I think too much to go to sleep
It's the Blank screens and records playing
As hours pass, and I'm getting sick of talking to myself
You leave…have you been smoking cigarettes?
And you leave; I'm getting sick of…
Streetlights, I'll sing myself to sleep, to pass the time
And sometimes lie, I fall behind the lines
This was the last time I'd lead another life
Screaming, is this all you've ever wanted.