Mannequin

I'm in a story I once was told
Still carry the weight of the things I don't
Want to finally change
So everything could be rearranged

Another day
I'd rather be not facing reality

Am I supposed to burn
Down like a match with life overturned?
Or I'm supposed to stay
And try to not wither away?

I am a mannequin with no soul
I'm dead inside and sick of it all
Making attempts to believe in myself
But always ending up in my own hell

A hell that helps
It hides me away in its shell
My temple of serenity

And when my time has come
Will there be anyone?
Loose lips sink ships
And I will sink mine in quiet

Am I supposed to burn
Down like a match with life overturned?
Or I'm supposed to stay
And try to not wither away?

Am I supposed to burn
Or I'm supposed to stay and not wither away?

And not wither away



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