Time will turn us into statues, eventually We're just ordinary people, you and me You and I were two old and tortured souls Repaired by a love of broken things In a life, just some bodies growing old No fear of the end, of anything We got by, though we

Tell me I'm the fool Say that you don't want me, say that you don't need me Tell me you've been tortured, tell me you've been beaten What I've done to you Even if it doesn't matter Doesn't matter what's true I know I've done wrong and I paid for it Just

Say that you don't want me Say that you don't need me Tell me I'm the fool Tell me you've been tortured Tell me you've been beaten And what I've done to you Matter what's true Even if it doesn't matter

This isn't me any more, I need something to believe in If you think you've seen the last of me The flat line has come and gone But won't take me away I'm tortured By this dream I've manufactured From the inside out but it makes me stronger

Are we alive or just breathing Don't close your eyes, see the images Descend into hysteria Chaos of mankind but who is listening to the voice of hatred Tortured souls lost so completely lost Weakened in the concept of decline, deception The sky weeps