Distant

Can't you see a boy on top of that building? Can't you see him cold? I can't stay quiet no more I can't stay quiet no more We may avoid who we are We may avoid the rawness of our feelings But the lies can't touch our souls Silence can't numb the pain Pills can't stop me from thinking No matter how many times I've tried There's someone at the bottom of the bottle Who I can't run away from Although my throat is burning, I haven't said enough Although my hands are bleeding, I haven't done enough I'd do anything, anything To bring back that peace of mind Anything, anything To feel something again The colours fade and put me to ease White and gray landscapes Purple wornout faces... Vivid pictures appear as distractions Reactions to a life in shackles Connecting to monotonous places Neverending stimulations... Can't you see? Can't you feel? Oh, can't you feel that I'm cold? Engraved in our minds A non existing memory of bliss A memory of breathing without worry Stuck in our head, a bright future Projected to us every day Not to go mad from the emotional pain we endure