Situational Thriller

I tell myself
Let it go
There's no need to worry about what you can't control

This place is a graveyard for hopeless hearts
Closed eyes as we depart
Misery
The greatest of all lost arts
Take apart my persona
Feed it to the pigs
Evaporate my sanity
Distort imagery
Twist the world in front of me
Corrupted circuitry
I'm not the first to be
Secluded

Fluorescent skies
Crack the lens in my mind
Now I'm terrified
I have nothing but time
Dissecting flies
Clip the wings of pride
Break the clock of life
Left with nothing but time

You're stretched
End to end
I bet you love to feel so thin
You're stretched
End to end
I bet you love to feel so thin
But I've never felt this weightlessness
To feel nothing is pure bliss
But I've never felt this weightlessness
To feel nothing is
It's just pure bliss

Pray for safety from the comfort of your own home
The sliding glass doors, a pathway to the unknown
Cold air that chills to the bone
Now gives me glimmers of hope
Pardon me, miss
I feel seasick
You can keep the pieces of my soul
This is isolation
Trying my patience
Yet again
Make amends
Yet again
Make amends
Yet again

Wash away
All the sin
From your hands
Go on
Wash away
All the sin
From your hands
No gods