Shanburuon

Now, everyone, everyone else here dead
Killed in a dream that you never see twice
Shamble on this life that won't get any better now
What a shame, someone new to hold me

Hold me all through the night
Someone new to hold me
To hold me when things aren't right
A chance to meet with all of my illusions

They talk in a language I never learned, a textbook unread
Their words stick to the sweat of my face like low hanging flies
What a shame

Now, everyone, everyone else here dead
All of this time that you never know my head
Synthetic, shamble on