Searching through the empties we go
Truth is out there
Swallow no more
Break through
Makes no difference to the green face if you wanna slow
Can't phone home
Communications shattered when the bile ran through to your toes
But no one knows
How far the mind has wandered and what planet it's on now
I can't survive here for long
Searching through the empties we go
Truth is out there
Swallow no more
Break through
Crashed on baron wastes, spent two weeks without a taste, you're drying out
So why would help come?
Save some worthless matter who's guts just splattered loathing on the ground
A noble cause
For one so undeserving on this planet that keeps turning round
I can't survive here for long
Searching through the empties we go
Truth is out there
Swallow no more
Break through
Came so close to the feeling you were meant to be on your own
Loathe yourself
Mental health
Bottom of a glass is where the truth is found - yeah!