Deaf eyes seem to watch the actions of definition

Human mockery, persuasions never made me feel so sickened

Where's your action?

Spent stabbing aimlessly at walls with your fists

As apparitions

They do what they do

Because this lonely town (This lonely town)

Feels like hospital beds

And you let them

I've broke my hands for less than this

There's nothing left to justify to you

With every breath that I exhale

I wonder what it's like to feel alive

Maybe it's only in this light

But you're not a victim

No consequence

Breeds no conscience