8 bottles waiting to drain me alone tonight
I skipped the pills, I should profit but I'm alright
I lay on this floor, it's starting to feel like home
My back could kill me but I need to be alone
Silence, silence won't mean a thing
Endless violence inside my head
Silence, Silence won't mean a thing
Endless violence
9 hours burned down the clock and I want it back
I wrote the songs like I mean to get back on track
They know I'm listening, they want me to be out here
Am I existing but I could not disappear
Silence, silence won't mean a thing
Endless violence inside my head
Silence, Silence won't mean a thing
Endless violence
It's all confusing and been abusive
The lack of surprise would be haunting away
Am I just too late to make this all straight?
This phasing went on and on.

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