So I'm looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me
It says get off the fucking train, so I jumped down
These metaphors are for assholes, and I'm not different I'll get to what I mean, but slowly
Roses and poetry that's all you want to be
It's not alive, and not dead It's looking for a reason to be
Not alive, and not dead You give me goals impossible and I get further from my own
If these were lies then I wouldn't be leaving You had to need me
I tried this once before It's just as insulting What for
It's not alive, and not dead Looking for a reason to be
Can we find a balance, a medium
My anger was a heavy weight you bore Now I'm balancing meteors I want to see you
But not alive, and not dead Show me what you used to be
I was looking at this bottle and the words made sense to me, because it was all a fucking dream
A lie
I'm not alive, and I'm not dead
I just see my goals are impossible and I get further from them all
These mocking words We buried both
What a world without you holds, I had to know