HeatDeath

I’m scared
Of my demise
An outline
With empty eyes
I try
To keep my lungs from caving in too deep
(Isn’t it painful?)
I find
It gets harder to pin my lips and smile
(Isn’t it lovely?)

Our minds are lost in space
Arms splayed in ugly ways
The stars
Burn out their lives down to their tiny cores
(Isn’t it frightening?)
Why try
To fight against the ebb and flow
(Isn’t it useless?)

[Instrumental]

No eyes, no ears, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind
No color, sound, no smell, no taste, no touch, no realm of eyes

No eyes, no ears, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind
No color, sound, no smell, no taste, no touch, no realm of eyes