Transit
Empty Shell
When I stepped inside
My room was just the way I left it
An empty shell waiting for the sea
To be swallowed up inside a wave
Left only to be forgotten
This empty shell it's waiting for the sea
Sink or Survive this place will bury will us alive
I'll be here up all night staring at the ceiling
On this bed of nails that won't stop piercing me
I'll be here up all night staring at the ceiling
Closing walls are caving in
And I am left without an inch to spare
I'm losing track of what is fake and what is real again
I Wish I could sleep the day away
I've been running circles in my head
The clock is laughing in my face again
Cars cast shadows on my walls from the street below
Another hour and still no sleep to get me through the night
The mourning air will flood these halls
Pouring in the windows
Soon we'll be up to our necks in a new day
Why is it so hard to close my eyes and just drift away?
Sink or survive this place will bury will us alive
I'll be right here