To the self -distant car rier
Of all the pain you'll never feel
And corroded like a thought
Disconnected and distraught
And you know it takes a lot
when you're always breathing
where everyone tells you to go
If the life you lead is blind
And having so much on your way
Of knowing when to live or
Lost, or whatever it could tell
we correct our movement to be right
We will al ways have our right,
With all the pain you'll never feel
And all the pain isn't real
And you know it takes a lot
When you're always bleeding
Don't believe that you are not your mind
where everyone tells you to go
If the life you lead is blind,
but having someone strong
when to live or when to die
So if you are not your mind,
where everyone tells you to go
If the life you lead is blood
I'm knowing when to live or when
