my nerves snap and I smile to each twitch in my vains,
i've lost it all but shovels only dig up your graves,
remember, we live to lie, but blood coughs up and i scream in your mind,
not so obsolete, revive me and lets become your insanity
what do we become ?
sometimes we become the state of mental unstability. Lose sight of it all, fall off track.
Try to analyze. Interpret. Feel.