Is it impossible to pretend you're not alone? Or is it harder because I don't try? Beside you, I've reduced to An amputee, dead, always here but never again I am at rest now trying desperately and still hoping to fit in Bury me in earth's hands The birds told me something that I don't understand Nothing has changed, we're still on track This world gave me nothing, so I'll give nothing back Is it a problem to abstain from relief for so long? You said I made you feel sick so I swallowed Inside you, I felt used too And if you see Dan tell him that I'm looking for him He is a ghost now trying desperately and is longing to fit in Bury me in earth's hands The birds told me something that I don't understand God please show me anything, ‘cause I'm your punching bag This world gave me nothing, so I'll give nothing back