Comfort Consumption - False Heads

For someone who claims they’re wise

You seem dead behind the eyes

Broken noise and tunnel vision

It’s not me that makes that decision

Take a seat and enjoy the show

You can watch me waiting in death row

I heard that before you spoke

Aren’t you tired of the same old joke?

My insides are out

Now there’s no one here

That I’d go anywhere near

A living dead party, is not where I wanna be

That’s easier said than done

And this conversation has long gone

These thoughts don’t belong to me now

All sense has left my body

My insides are out

My insides are out

Take my hand or let me drown

You know me, or you should by now

Take my hand or let me drown

You know me, or you should by now

Take my hand or let me drown

You know me, or you should by now

Take my hand or let me drown

You know me, or you should by now

I don’t want peace

Don’t sit me with

People that do not live

I don’t want peace

Don’t sit me with

People that do not live

I don’t want peace

Don’t sit me with

People that do not live