People start to drift away,
As they realize I'm not there...

As Aphorism burns, you learn to appal
You gawk with ease, at the gauche gathering...

Hurt for life
and sorry for that...

Secrete the graffiti
and scream for me...

Can it be possible, to maneuver through life?
We march around, with error forever...

Don't screw up,
Don't be dumb...