Static Drone

Now that you're gone I've been falling down These familiar streets Are strangers now My heart beats All of my blood Out of this wound And I own this Buy into delusions that nobody will ever die alone, die alone Falling asleep to the television's static drone, static drone I am starting to believe that everybody always dies alone, dies alone You can put your hands on me and make me feel like I am made of stone, made of stone Time slows down When I see you here The ghosts of grief Are nauseous to bare Forcing a smile The disfigured mask Strength falters now And I own this Buy into delusions that nobody will ever die alone, die alone Falling asleep to the television's static drone, static drone I am starting to believe that everybody always dies alone, dies alone You can put your hands on me and make me feel like I am made of stone, made of stone Now that you're gone I've been falling down These familiar streets Are strangers now My heart beats All of my blood Out of this wound And you left me