I can't feel the things you want me to Even when the blood soaks my hands and Nothing ever, nothing ever seems real I can't see the things you want me to Looking through kaleidoscope eyes and No one ever, no one ever sees the way that I do This is my closed-loop hurricane, paper house, stuck in the frame Brittle bones met violent waves No one should fly with a broken wing Don't follow me Don't pull the alarm Count to ten and close your eyes To see what it's like through mine I've found, found my place And it's not here There's nothing to say Nothing to take down with me I've found, found my time And It's not now Angels will sing, never to me I know you You've heard, you have heard my heart No longer here No longer here