Crossed by and chained from the haze you can't protect
Your whispers forced to sleep
Defined by weeping to the eyes that you reject
Your shadow sold too cheap
Oh, and that won't keep you from crying
That won't
Resigned and vacant to the halls that you infect
The sheets of rain begin to seep
Deceived by placements of the dolls that you collect
Blinded fields slowly creep
Oh, and that won't keep you from crying
That won't
Placed and removed from the days you resurrect
And lines of words you repeat
False spawned viewings of the points that disconnect
That let you lie there weak
Oh, and that won't keep you from crying
That won't