Old Data in a Dead Machine

Words create lies, but you've been trusted

Yeah, go

Eyes glued to the window pane

'Til the sun comes up to say

"Worry, fixate and then repeat"

Do you imagine their blood inside your head?

As far as I know, they're all already dead

Caught up in uncomfortable lie

So why aren't you alive yet?

Can you be trusted?

Take your own advice before you take theirs

All you wanted was something

All you wanted was something

That is something is nothing

Beyond the... something