Everything just seems so far away,
Like when I stare at the stars at the end of everyday.
When I fall asleep and dream all my dreams,
I try and make sense of it, but I don't know what it means.
Sat in the dark, sometimes I stare at the rain,
Maybe this is how it's meant to be, that's why it remains.
I find peace in a thought of a gun to my head,
I'm safe from isolation then, I'm free instead.
It's like I'm waiting alone for the end of the world,
God are you there? Please come save me Lord.