The Birthday Massacre — Dead

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I can’t speak through these walls of lead
Built from broken thoughts
No one sees me
They all try to make me what I’m not
I need to talk but not with them
They won’t like what I say
I force it out, too corrupt
They hate me anyway

I take back all the words I feel
‘Cause I can’t let them know
What I have to do to make the sound the way it so
No time for open mind
The honesty—it seems so weak
TV comes at bedtime
I kill the world to hear it speak

So kill me once, kill me twice
I am already dead
You can’t hear the noise inside my head
I’m living in a dead world
Running out of things to do
What I wouldn’t give for something new

I can’t speak through these walls of lead
Built from broken thoughts
No one sees me
They all try to make me what I’m not
I need to talk but not with them
They won’t like what I say
I force it out, too corrupt
They hate me anyway

I take back all the words I feel
‘Cause I can’t let them know
What I have to do to make the sound the way it so
No time for open mind
The honesty—it seems so weak
TV comes at bedtime
I kill the world to hear it speak

So kill me once, kill me twice
I am already dead
You can’t hear the noise inside my head
I’m living in a dead world
Running out of things to do
What I wouldn’t give for something new

So kill me once, kill me twice
I am already dead
You can’t hear the noise inside my head
I’m living in a dead world
Running out of things to do
What I wouldn’t give for something new