Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I don't know who the hell i am
I'm dying at the hands of a distant man
Rotting in the soil below me in a foreign land
But your eyes lock onto mine
And i begin to understand
I can't see a path ahead of me
I'm not an idol or an ideal
Don't worship me
Don't worship me
I'm not an idol, nor an ideal
Don't worship me
Everything i once loved is eroding away
Like recycled cells in the back of my brain
I can't find a purpose, a place to stay
I think it's my time to die
I think i'm fading away
I'm rotting slowly here
Wish that i could disappear
And i can't help but wonder
If i'll die right here
Will i ever let you go?
Can i disappear?
I don't know who the hell i am
I'm dying at the hands of a distant man
Rotting in the soil below me in a foreign land
But your eyes lock onto mine
And i begin to understand
Rotting slowly here
Wish that i could disappear
Your voice rings, haunting me through my ears
Will i really make it through my teenage years?
Will the apples stop rotting? will time reveal all?
Will i meet my own gabriel? will he fall to my feet?
Am i living in make-believe? why am i waiting on a fantasy?
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh