I woke up at noon and my voice was silence
(I can see the sick inside of you)
They chained my hands but still I tried, to take a little bit out of you
And my mind is strong my hands unable, to pull myself out of this rut I'm in again

So why don't you just sit, in a corner deep inside my room
Where still I'm killing you
At times I'm closest when I'm focused
On you again
The load of guilt is the low of feeling high, the load of guilt is the low of feeling high enough

Are you?
Woke up too song I'm still connected
(I can't feel a thing because of what's inside of me)
And I've been replaced but still I tried, to cut the life that they are feeding me
And my will is strong my hands unable, to pull myself out of this hole, I'm in again
So small that I just fit,

In a corner deep inside my room, where still I'm killing you
At times I'm closest when I'm focused, on you again
The load of guilt is the low of feeling high (I walk alone, and I walk alone)
The load of guilt is the low of feeling high enough, high enought (I stand alone, I stand alone)

Are you?
When I should've let you in, when I should've let you go
When I should've let you in, when I shoul've let you know
Just settle down
Just let if all go
The load is the low of feeling high
Are you?
And I walk alone, and I stand alone in this