When you listen to other people’s screams
Laying in the room without light and sleep
And other people’s thoughts in your headphones
Move the planet for you

You are in intensive care
Defibrillation of your emotions in
This hospital of souls is done by
Voices thousands of miles away
But they are also so close

I forgot that there is something
Other than walls and death
Something other than emptiness, I’ll get out of my head
All the bad thoughts
I’ll throw off all the shackels
And let these songs
Make us beating again

I can’t be alone today
Sick of the air, even though the windows are open
I beg you, please, come to me
Dilute my thoughts. Dilute my thoughts

And we’ll be like
Frank and Gerard
Like Bucky and Steve
Like Troy Sivan and Tyler Oakley
We’ll be like
Dan and Phil
Like L and Light
Like Pewdiepie and Edgar