Dysphoria

Sweet discipline of denial
Intimate with nothing
Soft illusions of love
Satisfied with nothing
Each and every soul
Contains the same capacity
Empty inside
Who did this to me?

Lives so small
Cold kiss of loneliness
They break my heart
Because they exist
Sick discipline of denial
Intimate with no one
Sick illusions of love
Satisfied with no one

And the planet continues to spin
Like it did when i was a child
And the planet continues to spin
Like it will after i die
And the planet continues to spin