Drist Sterile
Everyone I knew felt older,
To the ones who hid in shelter
It seems a lot of sterile things,
You cannot feel which way
I fear a lot of all the times,
I sat and thought of nothing
I can't feel anything without the skin,
I can't peel anymore than this
Innocence lost it's way long ago,
With everything else held sacred
I think a lot about the day
That I feel love without pain
I think a lot
I think all day
I've thought a lot of nothing
After all feeling is over,
Take the one that kills you slower
