What's My Satisfaction-Nothing's Carved In Stone

As we decay and deflate and disappear

I can't hear

It's biting in to my skin

You look alive, tell me why

We're like a pig, overweight

Paralysis

Vertigo

I call it Art, do you know

Whatever it's satisfaction

You never turn around but then I found that you were always here

Finding

Although it was too late

Trying to make a point you raise your voice

but they don't understand

My friends look upon with blank faces

As we decay and deflate and disappear

I can't hear

I'm having fun, oh god why?

You see me with detestation

You never turn around but then I found that you were always here

Finding

Although it was too late

Trying to make a point you raise your voice

but they don't understand

My friends look upon with blank faces

The candle wastes away

The fire slightly wavers

Inside a tiny room

A pretty monster's showing off

The candle wastes away

The fire slightly wavers

Inside a tiny room

A pretty monster's showing off

You never turn around but then I found that you were always here

Finding

Although it was too late

Trying to make a point you raise your voice

but they don't understand

My friends look upon with no love

You never turn around but then I found that you were always here

Finding

Although it was too late

Trying to make a point you raise your voice

but they don't understand

My friends look upon with blank faces