Could It Think, The Heart Would Stop

I Know Nothing And My Heart Aches

I Bear The Wounds Of All The Battles I Avoided.

It's In An Inland Sea That The River Of My Life Ended.

I'm Something That I Used To Be. I'm Never Where I Feel I Am, And If I Seek Myself, I Don't Know Who's Seeking Me. My Boredom With Everything Has Numbed Me. I Feel Banished From My Soul.

Since I Wasn't Able To Leave A Succession Of Beautiful Lies, I Want To Leave The Smidgen Of Truth That The Falsehood Of Everything Lets Us Suppose We Can Tell.