You're blanking, shaking your head at the world
People come and go
That's just the way it is
They don't care how you feel
And nothing revolves around your universe
I would try and make it revolve around you
I'll see how you like it
'Cause you don't know how I feel
I'm a bleeding mess of sadness by myself
I thought I'd learn to be happy on my own
Why can't we be self-contained in the land of the dead?
I'm observing you observing your own head
Why can't we be self-contained in the land of the dead?
I'm observing you observing your own head
Drawing myself into circles