Existing in liminal spaces Been lucid, what's left of me is dead Hiding from the sunlight Barely waking up Visions of the moonlight Turning into dust Existing in liminal spaces, liminal spaces The weight of pain drags me down Can't lift myself off the ground Existing in liminal spaces Been lucid, cynical movements Hiding from the sunlight Barely waking up Wading for a new tide Worshipping the sun Existing in liminal spaces, liminal spaces The weight of pain drags me down Can't lift myself off the ground A burden part of me now Can't lift myself off the ground