Hiding, everybody’s hiding that they’re not dead inside.
Laughing, everybody’s laughing, because it’s not funny anymore.
Running, everybody’s running from the killing fear all around us.
Lying, everybody’s lying because the truth can’t hide forever
Dying, everybody’s dying to keep from living just one more lie.

Help my sister, she’s crying so silently, so silently.
Help her, she’s me inside
The outside never shows the blood that seeps from all those wounds
Getting better every day
Keep telling yourself, tell it every day.

The grip gets tighter, the days get logner
the nights never end
All I want is sleep, a dream I can remember.

In days of wine and thunder
She doesn’t want your pity, man.

About quenyar

Just another bozo on this bus.
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