All the hated, and the fated
Went walking in the sand...

These scars will fade
The feeling will stay...

The living rooms dark
The living rooms fun...

I've been lost, inside my head
As they talk of names and places...

I wish I could and if I would
I’d make this go away...

I wish you were my drug
Rushing into my vein...

The grey is lost
And nothing can take it back from you...

Dare not stare at you
I see through you...

They’ll set you on fire
To break the chill...

Remove these needles from my arms
Pull back the mask that hides my face...

I hear the wind still
And it tells of open spaces...

Reading between lines
Talk of destruction...