Stabbing Westward

Song = "Why"

I am not here.
I think I've never been here at all
or never will.
I feel like a place
where no one goes anymore.

Why can't you see that everything's broken?
Why does it seems this life's turned grey?
I can't believe in anything sacred
when I don't believe that I am real.

(chorus):
I need someone to
break the silence.
That's screaming in my head
and in my soul.

It seems so bizarre
But none of this matters.
Thoughts disappear, and hope has died.
Now I am safe, nothing can hurt me here.

Why can't you see my need for forgiveness?
The thruth and the lies confused as one.
I can't believe in anything sacred
when I don't believe in anything.

(chorus):
I need someone
to break the silence.
That's screaming in my head
and in my soul

I am alone
locked in my memories.
There's nowhere left
for me to hide.
But I am not real
I've made all I am with with lies.

Why does it seem that everything's different?
Why does it seem that only you are real?
I don't believe in anything sacred.
So, why do I feel so damned alone?

(chorus):
I need someone
to break the silence.
That's screaming in my head
and in my soul.