my life it feels like a machine running with no direction
watching time as it draws a perception obscene from a resurrection
the walls of my insides they bleed from the excess incisions
drawn and quartered by the monster who pulls on the strings
i'm dying to see what it is that is eating away at me
now the stars are the sun in my world
they burn from the inside out
ice cold in the flames burning all around
so blind to the beauty of sleep
it feels like the walls are melting
have i lost track of time?
why can't i feel the burn?
my life it feels like a machine running with no direction
drawn and quartered by the monster who pulls on the strings
yeah i'm dying to see what it is that is eating away at me
now the stars are the sun in my world
they burn from the inside out
yeah i'm dying to see what it is that is eating away at me
now the stars are the sun in my world
they burn from the inside out
when the frustration makes a move
the second hand will swallow you
it's tearing a hole inside
the smell of flesh is seeping into my range
it's tearing apart my will to thrive in the day
pins and needles jabbing into my veins
on the verge of losing sanity
the beast tears and i can't do a thing about it
yeah i'm dying to see what it is that is eating away at me
now the stars are the sun in my world
they burn from the inside out
what exactly is eating away at me?
now the stars are the sun in my world
they burn from the inside out