In the bottom of a closet, tossed aside, <br />Just another shell who laughs and cries. <br />I'm staring through a mask, <br />Hard and cold and standing alone. <br />I've tried to bleed but there is no blood to be found! <br />I said my last goodbyes but not yet can I die. <br />My light has slowly faded, but still they can't be sated. <br /> <br />I'm surrounded by sheep, I just can't sleep. <br />They fatten themselves on lies, but they always have an alibi. <br />If only I were more cruel, they would be my tools. <br />But I'm no so heartless as their mindless self indulgence. <br /> <br />I construct what they cannot comprehend, <br />So sheep tear it down
