A knife in the face
A hair out of place
All the excuses are only opinions
Feeling around
It’s feeling the same
It’s touching the dark
It’s guessing a name



Anyone

Somehow we survive, we don’t even try,
We don’t like who we are, but we pretend anyway
Because we’re human and such, we long for someone to touch
A little death to escape, a shallow grave with a face

Because we’re ANYONE,
is there anybody out there,
calling anybody…

Somehow we collide, we don’t even know why
We can’t quite comprehend, what makes us crawl in our skin
Because we’re empty inside, we get no thrilled from this life
Consumed by pillars of fire, convicted by our desire
To just find ANYONE
is there anybody out there
is there anybody, ANYONE
is there anybody out there