Am I here to you
Was that feeling ever true
Was I the trash man in the night
Hollowed out empty thoughts
Can you fight my fight
And am I here right now to you
Do I need to leave, is this all for you
A brick in the washing machine
Until it no longer needs to be
I've always been nothing
But I guess that's fine
And I feel nothing anymore
Am I an open door
Or a pit fall to endure
And I feel nothing anymore
Who's that guy I'm looking at
And why's he look like such a brat
And I feel nothing anymore
Am I an open door
Or a pit fall to endure
And I feel nothing anymore
Who's that guy I'm looking at
And why's he look like such a brat
Am I here to you
Was that feeling ever true
Was I the trash man in the night
Hollowed out empty thoughts
Can you fight my fight