Cycle

Stuck in this cycle

Makes me feel like a psycho

I am out of sight

And I'm out of my mind

I can't get started

Where to begin?

Got your keys in my pocket

You won't let me in

If I'm screaming into nothing and no one is there to hear

Was I really there?

I think my soul just disappeared

This can't be

How is it that you can't see what's become of me?

I want to be perceived

Stuck in this cycle

Makes me feel like a psycho

I am out of sight

And I'm out of my mind

I'm in corporeal form

Can't feel a thing in the wake of ecstasy and recoiled shame

So when you tell me to stay alive, what does that mean?

A mirror is the scariest thing I've ever seen

This can't be

How is it that you can't see what's become of me?

I want to be perceived

Stuck in this cycle

Makes me feel like a psycho

I am out of sight

And I'm out of my mind

I can't get started

Where to begin?

Your keys in my pocket

You won't let me in

I scream into nothing

No one is there to hear

Was I ever really there?

This can't be

How is it that you can't see what's become of me?

I want to be perceived

Stuck in this cycle

Makes me feel like a psycho

I am out of sight

And I'm out of my mind