infected deep inside,
prosthetic light, falls over my eyes,
and these words were spoke in fear,
catacombs of rotten smiles,
did I mention that I'm real,
all this light shines through me,
I ride reflections in your eyes,
and notice I'm not broken,
happiness was linked with pain,
cancer made me do this,
fields of fallen angels cry,
while I was singing,
break these walls,
I break my hands,
the lies that I've been told again,
elastic feelings tend to snap and then break,
the world burned down without my help