I'm All Mask and No Jim Carrey
This lonely road's too dark to see the signals in my head
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's right in front of me
I feel the rust in the silo, I smell the fear of the end though
And with the numbers will I go? (Don't take me, Don't take me)
I feel the shine of the silence. The only thing I ever regret
Is how I never could keep it. (Don't make me, Don't make me)
And I can't shake this off, it's so annoying
This pеace of mind is just as blind
This lonely road's too dark to see the signals in my hеad
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's right in front of me
I feel the rain coming down low. Steal a chill just above snow
I would never shut the window. (Don't make me, Don't make me)
And in the end would you just come home?
I won't drag you down with more teeth
But through this cloud of parasites my body itches endlessly
This disguise blacked out its eyes, it's so annoying
No peace of mind while love is blind
This lonely road's too dark to see the signals in my head
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's right in front of me
And I can't shake this off, it's so annoying
This peace of mind is just as blind
This lonely road's too dark to see the signals in my head
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's
Right in front of me (That's the way)
I'm busting out all of my seams, the voice inside my head
Relentlessly repeating, "You're better off when dead."
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's right in front of me
I feel the rust in the silo, I smell the fear of the end though
And with the numbers will I go? (Don't take me, Don't take me)
I feel the shine of the silence. The only thing I ever regret
Is how I never could keep it. (Don't make me, Don't make me)
And I can't shake this off, it's so annoying
This pеace of mind is just as blind
This lonely road's too dark to see the signals in my hеad
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's right in front of me
I feel the rain coming down low. Steal a chill just above snow
I would never shut the window. (Don't make me, Don't make me)
And in the end would you just come home?
I won't drag you down with more teeth
But through this cloud of parasites my body itches endlessly
This disguise blacked out its eyes, it's so annoying
No peace of mind while love is blind
This lonely road's too dark to see the signals in my head
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's right in front of me
And I can't shake this off, it's so annoying
This peace of mind is just as blind
This lonely road's too dark to see the signals in my head
A mausoleum too dark to bleed the ghosts inside my bed
So typical to spend every night writhing about what's wrong or right
Behind this glass, too dark to see what's
Right in front of me (That's the way)
I'm busting out all of my seams, the voice inside my head
Relentlessly repeating, "You're better off when dead."
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