I will break
Into your thoughts
With whats written
On my heart
*Chorus*
Im so sick
Infected with
Where I live
Let me live
Without this
EMPTY BLISS
SELFISHNESS
If you want
More of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your
Itching ears (chorus)
Hear it
Im screaming it
Your heeding to it now
You tremble at this sound
You sink into my clothes
And this invasion makes me feel
Worthless, hopeless, sick (chorus)
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