Close to nothing.
No connection.
Pushed away your own reflection.
Empty gazes.
Eyes, no faces.
To feel nothing.
Friends in high places.

Fighting back the madness.
The higher that you go.
Suffering in silence.
The loudest ones I know.

Sharp pain everyday.
Got the shakes.
In your veins.
A heavy wind.
In your brain.
Just another offering.

So make it stop.
I'm livin half way down a hole.
Sometimes the sun don't come up.

Fighting back the madness.
Be careful what you dream for.
Talkin about badness.
All minds at war.

From an early grave.
I hear whispered sound.
When I'm alone.
I still hear their voices now.