How does it feel to be muted How does it feel to be cheap What does it mean to be stranded
And you revise yourself and breakdown Your're much to small to make a change
The time will come where you You bare yourself and lay down
How does it feel to be no good How does it shine when you're blind What does it mean to be shattered
So you convince yourself you're blameless You turn your head and start to pray
The time will come where you You bare yourself and lay down