Hold The phone, What just happened here?
What you are feeeling is emptiness,
You are becoming what you said you would never be
Your horizon spells storms, to meet your weary feet
So tired from running away, always to a dead end street
So keep dening that you've begun to fade,
You surrendered to pride, closing every promise you've made
Now do you feel safe? Because you're so alone
Pull the sheets over your head, pretend you're at home
The times are changing, we'll be lucky to make it through
No where is safe, even Your Bed Will Eat You