What, why, how, who are we Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me Oh, which direction do I stumble I swear used to know What, why, how, who are we Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me Oh, which direction do I stumble I swear used to know Feel like scattered ashes in vacuum Tragic like blood splatter in a bathroom stall I'm shuffling around in a costume Need to believe every meaning I attach to All my confused movements I Run from ballroom shooters Hide my face from the mirrors There are no picture perfect stares More like vacant looks, they're bitter cold As fickle as they're scared Questions block my lungs So oxygen cant trickle from the air Into my body Somebody please tell me What, why, how, who are we Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me Oh, which direction do I stumble I swear used to know What, why, how, who are we Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me Oh, which direction do I stumble I swear used to know I want a good life I want to live life I want to waste my time Doing the things I like I want a good life I want to live life I want to waste my time Doing the things I like