I walk in the world, it's so empty and dull
In the land of the beautiful, beauty is cold
They won't let me go
No, they won't let me go
And I'm dying baby, dying baby
Dying so slow
I used to wear my heart on my sleeve until it fell off somewhere. I smoke too much, drink too much, smile too little and worry too often. I cannot sing, I cannot dance but that doesn't stop me from doing both. I'm a tortured artist with no motivation and I really don't give a ********.
I like to make people laugh and I like to laugh. I have been to the darkest reaches of the human heart, I have witnessed mankind do unforgivable things to their own kind and I have been at the edge of insanity.
If you stare into the abyss long enough, the abyss stares into you.
I am the words left unspoken, I am the unwritten letter, I am the dying star that you still see in the sky because the light hasn't reached you yet.
I am undead.