You retire to your loneliness On the outskirts of your emptiness You expire in your hollow nest Within the comforts of your slumber You allow yourself to rot here gracefully You'd never allow yourself to flounder You were never meant to be around All the people that have made a sound You were never meant to understand All the people that have called you a friend You allow yourself to rest here gracefully You'd never allow yourself to flounder So you retire to your loneliness On the outskirts of your emptiness You expire in your hollow nest Within the comforts of your slumber You allow yourself to rot here gracefully You'd never allow yourself to flounder