Drawing Flies

I was alive
Trying to survive
Living a life of simple things
Having a dream
Feeling obscene
Wanting to be the one you need

Can hear no any bells
Can hear no screams
Can't seem to turn off the machines

Swallowed in smoke
Wanting to choke
Wondering where the end will be
Walking alone
Talking to walls
Hearing the things they say to me

Can hear no any bells
Can hear no screams
Can't seem to turn off the machines

Drawing flies
In the street
Long gone
Were you ever there?
I see the pictures everywhere

Oh, I can be found
Moving around
Turning in circles endlessly
Floating in air
Nobody cares
They can't reach inside of me

Can hear no any bells
Can hear no screams
Can't seem to turn off the machines