There is nothing to tell here, I've burned the story
The ashes on the floor are the only memory left
I'll repress that too, just gotta find the broom
Afterwords the dustpan gets thrown out too
Meanwhile I'm nailing pictures into the floor
Trying to get some perspective
As the bottle tips and pours, but hey
Everything will turn out okay
I've got a few dollars left that
I haven't spent on alcohol
Just waiting to see if my sorrows can swim
So here I am, open and honestly
Alone in this room, speakers and me
Listening to a quiet album way too loud
Acoustic guitars have never inspired
Such uncontrolled excitement
Though I may be manic or depressed
There is a feeling I want to express
That no book can define
Such simple lies
Fragmentation
Though I may be out of my mind
There is a feeling here I know
To be more than I can describe
Such simple lies
Dear fragmentation
Though I could be on my last breath
There is an emotion I want to feel before I die
Tell me such simple lies, I wont know the difference
Sing to me dear fragmentation
(There are things I will never know)
Come on just reply, dear fragmentation
(And places I'll never go)
Just tell me such simple lies, I'll believe it
(People should just break down an cry)
No I can't explain it
(Or should they lay down and die)
Because I can write about
But I cant feel it
Dear fragmentation