LanguageoftheLost

in the city of the dead

i lay stuck inside my bed

the house burns down around me

the language of the lost

pouring from their open mouths

nobody can hear a thing

suddenly i'm breathing in the smoke

surrounded by the bodies

as i'm tugging on my chains

i'll be swallowed by the flames

freedom dripping from the sink

i don't need forgiveness

i just wanna talk and for you to listen

i know i'd only raise the suspicion of my cause

my burns they throb to the beat of your heart

am i a robot or a doll?

am i anything at all?

maybe a soul like me

doesn't even need to know

am i big or am i small?

hunching over standing tall?

i lost my identity

oh so very long ago

software update, reinstall

scary things i can't recall

making the best of it

never even knowing why

on my knees i try to crawl

fire breaking in the walls

calling out for somebody

knowing i'll get no reply

as i woke up from the dream

i had lost all self esteem

the burning home had cowed me

i thought that i was safe

now i'll never be the same

tossed aside for making a scene

do i know who i pretend to be?

of whom am i a copy?

yes it made me who i am

but i'll never understand

why it had to happen to me

temperament or sickness?

holler all you want, no one ever listens

if only i had raised my suspicion of the cause

would you have noticed it at all?

if i'm a robot or a doll

am i anything at all?

maybe a thing like me

doesn't yet deserve to know

am i big or am i small?

hunching over, standing tall?

i lost my identity oh so very long ago

ones and zeros

true or false?

reset system to default

faking the rest of it, but i can't remember why

on my knees i try to crawl

fire charred collapsing walls

crying out for somebody