The Others
I'm dead desperate
To know what's in here
What makes us company in the foggy days, within
What creates the fear I feel everyday when
These doors close
Thinking the dead is the enemy
The Enemy
To know what's in here
I must continue searching the answers, within
What creates the fear I feel everyday when
I'm Insane
These noises can't be real
The lies my life will steal
How can I believe if I'm actually blind
These noises can't be real
The lies my life will steal
Can I please just ask to survive?
The dead will rise
They know exactly what I
Can't find inside
My reality isn't real
The curtains fall
My answers lie outside
The curtains fall
I've been my own true lie
How couldn't I see
I'm the haunting one FUCK
The dead will rise
They know exactly what I
Can't find inside
My reality isn't real
The dead will rise
They know exactly what I
Can't find inside
Now I know
Everything seems clear now
That I can see that I have too been the lifeless
How have I been so blind to see that
The souls I've searched were real
The souls I've searched were fucking haunted
By my own nonexistence
I was haunted by the living
When I'm actually (No one can make us leave) DEAD