sitting here rotting all thoughts lost or abandoned I can't hold my ground can't get a firm grip weaving my way around right back to you everything is held together by s t r I n g s and now I am weavi

[kagE]

sitting here rottingall thoughts lost orabandonedI can't hold mygroundcan'tget a firm gripweaving my wayaroundright back to youeverything is heldtogether bys t r I n g sand now I amweaving my wayright back to youan outcast from theherdplease don't say thewordsplease I won't openmy eyesfrom dusk till dawnfrom my perch onthe wallwatching the worldmove onfaces come faceschangedisguised I hide mypainI don't dance I won'tlastthese two headscoming to an end