Little boxes I detest
All their voices in my head
And my predecessors bleed it out inside
All is dust
Bury me, forget me
Back against the stars
We're all stories in the end
Full of love or just pretend
My resolve is something you could never bend
All is lost
Nothing more than index
Last one in the dark
Daily I am haunted by a thought
That I'm not good
That it's all true
It's all true
How can you expect to see me live
When I'm dying
For an ending to a memory
Give me all of time & space
That will be enough for now
When I heard the worst
I only wanted to come home
I won't make you bleed
I only wanted you to see
Us once again
Four walls to bend
For when we're old
I'll hold you then