Is it fear Or just another means of ignoring what's in front of me? Debilitate and try to control a hierarchy that I cannot see Pull down the shutters Closed tight so I can start to breathe Nothing surrounds me But white noise inside of my head Quietly drifting, Patiently waiting, I'm dreaming but I'm still awake Kill the lights We fell asleep to the pain of rotting bones And I pluralize just to forget that I'm alone Is it fear That's keeping me from pursuing the things in front of me? Misdiagnosed, But still it dwindles on How do I medicate something that isn't there? Where's the placebo effect when you need it? I've comformed into the great unknown When it doesn't even know who I am I've cleared cut across the map So why am I still lost? Find me a place, Find me a place, Find me a face To disguise myself from the beast Living above the empty space inside of my head We fell asleep to the pain of rotting bones And I pluralize just to forget that I'm alone