Ocular infidelity is unfortunately rampant in this so called “artist’s world.

And no one thinks they are to blame. Why can’t we see that when we bleed, we bleed the same?

I have played in every toilet but you still want to spoil it to prove I’ve made a big mistake.

Why can’t we see that when we bleed we bleed the same?

I would write my tears, weeping out my pain – I would empty my veins for ink.

Don’t waste your time or time will waste you.

Too broken to belongtoo weak to sing alongI'll comfort you my friendHelping you toBlow it all away

And you used to be everything to meAnd now you're tired of fightingTired of fightingFighting yourself

I think I'm drowningAsphyxiatedI wanna break this spellThat you've createdYou're something beautifulA contradictionI wanna play the gameI want the frictionYou will be the death of meYou will be the death of me

StarlightI will be chasing the starlightUntil the end of my lifeI don't know if it's worth it anymore