Don't feel bad
But what is there to feel
The TV's on and nothing's real
In the pale blue light
Spinning like a wheel

Take me with you when you steal
I forgot what it meant
Numb is the thing we do
I'll regret what was said
Letting the poisons through
What are we next to do?
What are whe taking for it go away?

Hang me on the wall
Until the thruth's revealed
Think of all the time to kill
Empty in your eyes
Not an ounce of will
Falling deeper further still

I can hear your distant voice