My conscience casts a shadow in the corner of my mind
Return me to the earth and cut me open just to see my insides
I wish numb could describe
Every time I wished I could dissolve into your flesh without a sign
I'm accustomed to the feeling
Any trace of joy escaping
With the sound of your voice
I wish I could erase every single thing
Every cold embrace
Every memory of the life you destroyed
This hollow lack of substance on the tip of my tongue
Brings me close but out of focus to the ones that I love
I have dreams where I am dying, but I wake up untouched
With your voice in my ears and your air in my lungs
I'm accustomed to the feeling
Any trace of joy escaping
With the sound of your voice
I wish I could erase every single thing
Every cold embrace
Every memory of the life you destroyed
