Perspective minds are what the lost feed
Inoculated sounds come forth please
Eviscerated by your dark preach
Talked to death by boring therapy
I know how this feels inside
Nothing around and I don't know why
I cannot save you
How hard I've tried
This keeps me nautious
Feeling alive
Your mind is read without you knowing
Paranoid and now their noticing
Ignore the sense and create more lies
Above it all your problems come to life