Plug

Numb, cannot feel
Don't know what's real
And they're fucking with your head
But you're already dead

You can't give in
Living in this guilt of sin
Losing your grip
What can you make of it?
Are you a part of it?
You can't give in

Now you think you're getting sick
'Cause you can't get rid of it

They say the window to the mind
Shows the creature that is locked down inside
Show the creature that's inside

Moon wax and wanes
All the trouble starts again

How can this be
Is the monster really me?

Pout
Shout
Little mouse
Entering
Jack's destiny
Feel the need
To be freed
Life sucked out of you
The staining of the truth