Bury all my thoughts
I've got a forked tongue, still spitting lies
Still hypnotised when I look at my eyes in the mirror
Digging, digging
Digging up the past in a wishing well
Finding gold, but never enough to buy my soul sold long ago
For the same thing beggars get for free
And I've built these walls
These unscalable walls
Fingers bleed, nails recede
As I climb to discover nothing
A mirage on my road to happiness (happiness)
Taken the narrow path for far too long (far too long)
Serving the others on the wide road (on the wide road)
Do not join them, never join them
Or you'll make the same mistake as me
I thought I had it all, I thought I had it all figured out
Turns out all I had was nothing and was living without
Without a cause, without a meaning, without an effect
Without a conscience, meaningless regret
Meaningless regret
Who knew that sheep could have a pack mentality?
Who knew that sheep (who knew that sheep)
Could have a pack mentality?
Who knew that sheep (who knew that sheep)
Could have a pack mentality?
We all die
We all die
We all die
We all die
We all die, some of us never live
We all die, some of us never live
