The Body

Its empty in the shell that is your body
The pain rises slowly to a hault
And in the core I here you begin to break down
And in your chest there is nothing there
A large black hole with nothing to fill it
Your looking for love in all the wrong places

Its empty in the shell that is your body
The song of your soul has no chorus
And yet you pretend to go on
And in your eyes there is pain
A deep darkness that aint seen nothing yet
Your looking for light in all the wrong places

Its empty in the shell that is your body
The tip of your flesh is cold to touch
And on your skin you haven't felt warmth yet
And in your head there are dark thoughts
A deep hatred for the living world
Your looking for life in all the wrong places

And I will stop with you
And I will rise up to
If its alone I don't care
Cause you are at the bottom
And I can't stay there
When I have so much to give
Its empty in the shell that is your body

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