Talk about alienation...
How cold the world really is,
Like wool lain against carved stone,
As I lay my woolen heart
Against the stone cold casket of the world,
Softly...
How everyone always has it worse than you;
They pretend to care,
But secretly, they are all wolves,
Wanting to see you fall,
So they can come in,
And snatch you away like thieves in the night.
And deep down, we're all animals...
Animals with foreign phone numbers.