Stood by the stranger I bloomed into, I learned to disconnect
Until I saw my mirror differently - to despise as I repent
These vicious moments I've not seen that sever through my sleep
I'm nothing
Tear it through, unhook your bones
Build a new face and a self to follow
Tear it through
Tear it through
Tear it through
Tear it through
The walls are getting nervous
Whispers on my shoulder
Is it ok to be in love with something?
On the walls I draw the windows overlooking concealed trees that weep
The day I wake alone in that secret place where everything repeats
Images of who you were
Severing my sleep
Is it ok to be in love with something?
We're violent in defeat
You make me sick
Why do you look so nervous?