My conscience casts a shadow In the corner of my mind Return me to the earth and cut me open Just to see my insides I wish numb could describe Every time I wished I could dissolve into your flesh Without a sign I'm accustomed to the feeling: Any trace of joy escaping with the sound of your voice. I wish I could erase Every single thing: Every cold embrace, Every memory Of the life you destroyed This hollow lack of substance On the tip of my tongue Brings me close but out of focus to the ones That I love I have dreams where I am dying, But I wake up untouched, with your voice in my ears And your air in my lungs I'm accustomed to the feeling: Any trace of joy escaping with the sound of your voice. I wish I could erase Every single thing: Every cold embrace, Every memory Of the life you destroyed