It's not about the nightmares
No No No No
Reflect on what is real
You can't tell me how I feel

It's not about the nightmares
No No No No
It's about being all alone
In a place that I call home

It's an orchestra of knives
It's an orchestra of knives
And it's hurts, it hurts, it hurts
But you can't find stitches

It's an orchestra of knives
It's an orchestra of knives
And it's hurts, it hurts, it hurts
But you can't find stitches

It's an orchestra of knives
It's an orchestra of knives
It's an orchestra of knives
It's an orchestra of knives
It's an orchestra of knives
It's an orchestra of knives
It's not about the nightmares
No No No No
It's not about the nightmares
No No No No
It's not about the nightmares
No No No No
It's not about the nightmares
No No No No

You hurt yourself
You curse yourself
Today
You run away

You harm yourself
You cut yourself
To say
There's no easy way

You hurt yourself
You curse yourself
Today
It's an orchestra of knives

You harm yourself
You cut yourself
To say
It's an orchestra of knives