Your self-righteous ways won't get you anything but judgment Your future is held together loosely with thread Don't push your luck, you're not even real You're only an image and a soul to feel Curse this vision I can read the human mind Some say that it's a gift But I swear it isn't mine You couldn't handle all your suffering These broken pieces were not meant to be Mended back together Now we're falling down This is so overwhelming I'm out of control, my life on the sidelines telling my lies Just let it go with the feeding addiction to be on my own Tell me why I can see the dead Tell me how I can read their minds