Don't you enjoy being empty inside?
Don't you enjoy being part of this ride?
My pillow is soft, and so are the knives
My jealousy is shy, I'll cry at 5:05
Switching sides, red lights
I've got no rights
You wonder why I'm scared to be here
Crushing cans, holding hands
Your words pass through my ears
Sinking like quicksand
Don't you enjoy being empty inside?
Don't you enjoy being part of this ride?
My pillow is soft, and so are the knives
My jealousy is shy, I'll cry at 5:05
I'm sliding out of mentality
I felt crushed like the drink we shared
Your words have no tonality
Used to make me feel repaired
But now that it's over and I'm falling down
I might be on fire, but I easily drown
And I'll scream, I'll cry, I'll leave you alone
But I guess I'll tremble home
You don't know I'm empty inside
You don't enjoy being part of this ride
My pillow is soaked, and so are my knives
My jealousy is shy, I'll die, now the time's 9:09