Текст песни Loneliness - Aking

We own our loneliness
We scream at the stars
Like gaping wounds
Stinking up the emergency room
Tar arteries from the heart of this city
To the deeps of our greed

We're patients in waiting
Our machines rust
But lipstick stays behind
On borrowed time we reinvent the divine

A recycled infection
I've grown immune to grace
There's just too much of it
Going around these days
We rent our vacant lives
But we own our loneliness

We punch at the stars
Like drunken buffoons
Thrashing through imaginary living rooms
We surgically remove the heart of this city
And pollute the remains

We're patients in waiting
Our machines rust
But lipstick stays behind
On borrowed time we reinvent the divine

A recycled infection
I've grown immune to grace
There's just too much of it
Going around these days
We rent our vacant lives
But we own our loneliness

I've grown immune to grace
There's just too much of it
Going around these days
We rent our vacant lives
We own our loneliness

We own our loneliness
We ruin romance
We yearn for acceptance
But we own our loneliness