She takes your throne
You are ignorable
She eats the cake
The candles don’t matter
She is in love with you
That’s what she says
You are not deaf
But you are you
Turn around
To the sound
It is easy to forget
That you’re dying
You’re dying
I was here
I was there
Took control
But lost it all
Made through the day
In a pretentious way
Now I am here
Knowing myself
Turn around
To the sound
It is easy to forget
That you’re dying
You’re dying
Ohh
Getting lost seems so easy
Easy
Ohh
Breaking knots isn’t my way
Not my way
Ohh
Soon you will relax on a bed so cold
Thorns of pain
Ohh
I am here and far way
Far away