Blue Remains - Dance Of Incoherence

I wake up in a world of broken masquerades,
hollow laughter veiled in mortal skin.
Words drift like ghosts through static-laden halls,
no meaning lingers in the things they said.

Im worn out by the circus that they call their lives,
running in circles, faking what they feel.
Their laughter cuts like knives and leaves me cold inside,
I cant find a reason to believe its real.

Im breaking down, Im breaking down
And Im coming back to life.

im sinking in the noise that never lets me breathe,
chasing meaning in a hollow space.
Im lost inside a system that cant understand
how every day Im faking just to stay.

Im breaking down, Im breaking down
And Im coming back to life.........