when i see you when i think of you through sober lies
and late at night it used to hurt then less and more
the pain fade to cold and i can't feel at all.
escape, or retreat ? when i close my eyes
to this world, and hide in dark places (where i belong)
this hollow shell these borrowed emotions
unfeeling thing that i've become the living dead.
numb when i see you
numb when i think of you
i'm dumb struck dumb
there's nothing left for me to say anyway
take me take me away from all this fear and pride
and swallow me down deep inside
to feel again complete within your light.