I am numb to both the good and bad I'm having thoughts that I should never have I've been searching for what doesn't exist But I'll flip the switch when I can No, I'm not ready for this How can you honestly believe What goes around comes back again? I'd like to know the if and when you've seen that happen before These stabbing pains still take my breath away Prognosticate the end Karma if you're listening Of what I'm owed I am bereft These stabbing pains still take my breath away Prognosticate the end Karma if you're listening Of what I'm owed I am bereft This disguise It just isn't working There's no mask that I'd dare to burden One day I'll come to the surface For now I'll settle in an unmade bed A metaphor for my head