Distant

Can't you see a boy on top of that building?
Can't you see him cold?

I can't stay quiet no more
I can't stay quiet no more

We may avoid who we are
We may avoid the rawness of our feelings
But the lies can't touch our souls

Silence can't numb the pain
Pills can't stop me from thinking
No matter how many times I've tried

There's someone at the bottom of the bottle
Who I can't run away from

Although my throat is burning, I haven't said enough
Although my hands are bleeding, I haven't done enough
I'd do anything, anything
To bring back that peace of mind
Anything, anything
To feel something again

The colours fade and put me to ease
White and gray landscapes
Purple wornout faces...
Vivid pictures appear as distractions
Reactions to a life in shackles
Connecting to monotonous places
Neverending stimulations...

Can't you see?
Can't you feel?
Oh, can't you feel that I'm cold?

Engraved in our minds
A non existing memory of bliss
A memory of breathing without worry
Stuck in our head, a bright future
Projected to us every day
Not to go mad from the emotional pain we endure