You say we're sick and sad,
Well I agree with that.
We understand the trivial things,
The things you just won't see.
A flower between the pages of this book,
Crushed petals, crushed people, crushed us.
You don't mean a thing.
You never meant a thing to this world.
Run with me down this boulevard,
And run with me forever.
We are the problem,
We are the solution,
We destroyed ourselves.
Never, Never, Ever, Ever,
You don't meant ever mean not said a thing to this world.
Come crush these petals,
Come crush these petals,
Come crush this life.
And your gaping mouth,
And your wild eyes open in your head.
Existence, Existed, Exist.
You do not exist.
We do not exist.
