Eyes wide open in here.
Sensing there's something wrong with me
And with the room they've put me into.
I try to fall asleep when there's no really need to breathe.
How come I ended up alone?
Absent, forgotten, slowly withering away.
Wither away, wither away,
I wither away, wither.
Through black holes I stray.
Eyes go blind in here.
Wither away, wither away,
I wither away, wither.
Through black holes I stray.
Now I don't want to turn this around, bring me the stars,
When the last of the bright goes dark, I am apart,
We are all of the same old matter, it matters no more,
We unite, reconcile.
Now I don't want to turn this around, bring me the stars,
When the last of the bright goes dark, I am apart.