it's taking a toll on my soul, i'm screaming submission.

i was doing fine on my own and there wasn't much i lacked. but you've stolen my air catcher and i don't know if i want it back.

and then i said "i'll take the grave, please just send them all my way."

but now i'm here to give you words as tools that can destroy my heart.

and i begin to envy the headlights driving south.

and then out of the corner of my eye, i see a spaceship in the sky, and hear a voice inside my head.

reign down.

oh, ms. believer, my pretty sleeper.

your grandpa died when you were nine, they said he had lost his mind.

living like a ghost, you walk by everyone you know.

and i don't believe in talking just to breathe in falling selfishly.

i wanna fall inside your ghost and fill up every hole inside my mind.

he's been around so long he's changed his meaning of a chair now.

you say that you're fine, but you have lost your sway and glow.

your soul knows good and evil, your soul knows both sides, and it's time that you pick your battle, and i promise you this is mine.

your soul knows good and evil, your soul knows both sides, and it's time that you pick your battle, and i promise you this is mine.

you've stolen my air catcher that kept my safe and sound.

the air begins to feel a little thin as i start the car and then i begin to add up the miles piled up behind me. i barely feel a smile deep inside me.

get up johnny boy because we all need you now.

how frustrating and so degrading, his time we're wasting as time will fly by and the sky will cry as light is fading.

but you specialize in dying, you hear me screaming father.

but no matter how, how tightly i will strain, the sand will slow me down and the water will drain.

you, you have learned way too soon you should never trust the pantaloon.

i will fly with no hope, no fear.

i will tell you i love you, but the muffs on your ears will cater your fears.

driving once again, but now this time there were 3 men and then i heard one of them say "i know the night will turn to gray, i know the stars will start to fade when all the darkness fades away, we head to steal him from his fate so he could see another day."

and i'll look left and right sometimes. but i'll fall in line.

you've stolen my air catcher that kept my safe and sound.

you're my pride and joy.

living like a ghost, you walk by everyone you know.

please take my hand, we're in foreign lands as we travel through snow, together we go.

nobody knows his real name, but now he just uses one he saw on a grave

nothing kills a man faster than his own head.

a moth ate through your favorite shirt.

either way you're by my side until my dying days, and if i'm not there and i'm far away i said "don't be afraid, we're going home."

you, you have learned way too soon.

don't be afraid, we're going home.

they fly around while we are walking and mold our emotions just to please them.

it's colder than you know 'cause your skin is so used to colder bones.

i know you want to leave, but friend, please don't take your life away from me.

because a chair now is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people who glide across the very surface that made his bones feeble.

and if i'm not there and i'm far away i said "don't be afraid, we're going home."

look in the mirror and ask your soul if you're alright.

your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head than the winter of dead.

you're my pride and joy.

hello, we haven't talked in quite some time.

i'll keep the lights on in this place.

and i'm lying here just crying, so watch me with your water.

and my skin, it will start to break up and fall apart.

they deflect the disrespect when they say that they blame it on the times.