sympathy

Don't stand so close to me I need some space to breathe I don't waste time on sympathy Epiphanies are a waste it seems Slice the seams so empty things begin to melt away Begin again, another day, another way to say Don't stand so close to me I need some space to breathe Won't waste my time on sympathy Epiphanies are a waste to me In a cave with no light Find it real hard to try When you can't see left and you can't see right When the dark is whats left, I'll be alright