Go through the motions of life
Smile, nod, and yell when it's time
At night the ceiling is the only friend
This is but a shadow of what it used to be

Energy has gone down and away
Heat rises up and slows down processing
Fun is nothing but a memory flashing past
There is always that feeling of pain and loss

They cry cold tears down their cheeks
And then they go and spill their fake blood
Sit on the window sill and smile at the forgiving sky
Who is the one that is dead inside now?