Deaf eyes seem to watch the actions of definition
Human mockery, persuasions never made me feel so sickened

Where's your action?
Spent stabbing aimlessly at walls with your fists
As apparitions

They do what they do

Because this lonely town (this lonely town)
Feels like hospital beds

And you let them

I've broke my hands for less than this
There's nothing left to justify to you
With every breath that I exhale
I wonder what it's like to feel alive

Maybe it's only in this light
But you're not a victim

No consequence
Breeds no conscience