Feed this insect inside me

Watch my time drippin' off from the walls

This silence and stillness

Like a glove with the fingers withdrawn

Sympathy leaves in the cold

Look for an exit but they're closed

Brief fabrication of what I know



I'm hiding my sickness

No motion no feeling

The king of beauty

Leaves this building



I'm hiding my sickness

No motion no feeling

The king of beauty

Leaves this building

Living in a body bag

I'm waitingI'm waiting



Resurrection of memory

All the thing I remember I hold

A virtual impression

Of a life that I'm building alone

Sympathy leaves in the cold

Look for an exit but they're closed

Brief fabrication of what I know