Silverchair - Untitled

I’m just another body down
Internal bleeding around and around
And all i can think of are ways to die alone
And all i can think of are ways to die alone

A portrait of my skeletal gain
Left selfish and hungry so feed me the pain
Escape reality with new pain
Then let the cycle start again

And all i can think of are ways to die alone..
And all i can think of are ways to die alone..
Dream of content a pain filtered farm
“All i can say..”

Dreams are bad when all they do is leave the truth behind…
Dreams are bad when negativity’s a state of mind….

Dreams are bad