[Intro] Cold water dripping from my hair to the floor Peeling off the damp fabric, letting it drop by the door The mattress is freezing, the sheets feel like lead Just a hollowed-out animal staring up from the bed. [Verse 1] The quiet is heavy, the silence is loud Why does the dark feel so much like a shroud? I close my eyes, but the ceiling won’t fade And I’m back in the room where the comedy played… [Pre-Chorus] Look at me now, what a wonderful guest! Laughing at jokes, putting my mask to the test. A room full of warmth, a rare invitation, But I’m just an actor simulating conversation. [Chorus] A total hypocrite, blending right in, Hiding the sickness under my skin. Because I’m watching the floor, and I’m watching the door, And my mind is a predator wanting much more. [Verse 2] There’s Grede Mau Ilemb, she’s laughing with friends, I’m tracking her shadow where the hallway ends. And Yerde Fanse, and Ine Te Savi— The air in this party is getting too heavy. I want them, I hate them, I feel so slighted, By sparks in my head that were never ignited. They don’t even know! They are totally blind To the monstrous trial taking place in my mind. [Pre-Chorus] They’re completely innocent, living their lives, While I sit in the corner, sharpening knives. [Chorus] A total hypocrite, blending right in, Hiding the sickness under my skin. Because I’m watching the floor, and I’m watching the door, And my mind is a predator wanting much more. [Bridge] No... it’s not them. It was never them. I’m just rewriting the script to condemn. Because the floor dropped out years ago, In a fracture so deep that it refuses to grow. Viel Dere... Your name is the rust in my veins. Your ghost is the only thing guiding the reins. When you walked away, the cosmos went black, Every mirror I look at is shattered and cracked. I’m trying to bleed onto anyone new, Just to see if the color reminds me of you. [Verse 3] And it’s a crime! It’s a self-inflicted sin! To tear down the house just to see what’s within! I’m committing an injustice, a beautiful lie, Feeding on ghosts while the living pass by! [Pre-Chorus] I can’t use Grede Mau to fix what you broke! I can’t breathe their air while I’m trying to choke! It’s a phantom! A shadow! A conceptual cell! I am building the walls of my own private hell! [Chorus] A total hypocrite, blending right in, Hiding the sickness under my skin. Because I’m watching the floor, and I’m watching the door, And my mind is a predator wanting much more. [Outro] [The sound of heavy, shaky breathing] So I choke back the moan. Turn my face to the wall. My brother is sleeping just down the hall. He knows how I get. He leaves me alone. A statue of salt, turning back into stone. No more chasing the girls. No more fanning the spark. I’ll just pull up the blankets. And stay in the dark.
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