Alone is the path I feel destined to walk, charading as if I am with a crowd,
everything feels effortlessly fake and a false smile is the only mask I keep,
any motion plays out in a numb melody persuading me to wander blind,
it’s all the same play even when they are real and caring,
it’s all grey and numb.

Give me the feeling of pain, let me understand the concept of hurt.
Give me something to feel,
it’s all I ask.
Bestow me the warmth of joy, present the chance to know loss.
Why’s it so much to ask?
Let me buckle in someone’s love, open the door to experience hate.
I just ask for worth.

Give me the feeling of joy and loss.
Give me something to understand.
Bestow the chance of love and hate.
Let me buckle in someone’s worth.
Open the door for the chance to know pain and hurt.
It’s all I ask of you.

Stone is the sole floor I am directed to walk, masquerading as an individual,
it all struggles to pretend and keep my hands over my eyes and mouth,
every notion decays numb ringing escorting my will over the edge of the blind,
it’s the only thing I know as real and I need something more,
it’s all grey and numb.

Let me sleep for eternity if it’s all a parade to lie.
Living this way is torture feeling the dull knife in my heart.
Let the rope fall and let my husk go lifeless.
Just leave me six feet deep.
Just leave me to rest down deep.
Just take everything grey and numb.