Lyrics
Those final words have fallen upon deaf ears, designed to pass by this life, isolated and alone
a showcase of life you will never taste
Isolated and alone, nobody cares about you Void, feeling like a child staring at a showcase
A showcase of life you will never taste, an automatic, too busy with themselves
Feeling like a child staring at a showcase, without any meaning, buried with you
living out of habit
Nobody cares about you, like a plague of locusts Hybrid, selfish existence
Nobody cares about you, nobody cares about nothing, nobody cares about no one
all your cries for help were useless
Troubles have no face, those final words have fallen upon deaf ears Hybrid, too busy with themselves
Nobody cares about nothing, troubles have no face, concerns and thoughts
Feeling like a child staring at a showcase, nobody cares about no one
A showcase of life you will never taste, selfish existence, selfish existence
nobody cares about no one
Buried with you, without any meaning
buried with you
too busy with themselves
without any purpose
All your cries for help were useless, nobody cares about nothing
Those final words have fallen upon deaf ears, without any meaning
Nobody cares about no one, too busy with themselves
those final words have fallen upon deaf ears
selfish existence
Buried with you, an automatic
All your cries for help were useless, isolated and alone
Nobody cares about nothing, concerns and thoughts
feeling like a child staring at a showcase
concerns and thoughts
No one will hold your hand, troubles have no face, your feelings
Your feelings, no one will hold your hand
Isolated and alone, those final words have fallen upon deaf ears Hybrid, without any purpose
All your cries for help were useless, all your cries for help were useless, an automatic
Living out of habit, it s nothing personal
Buried with you, like a plague of locusts Hybrid, designed to pass by this life
Isolated and alone, living out of habit, it s nothing personal
without any purpose
A showcase of life you will never taste, like a plague of locusts the, troubles have no face
Designed to pass by this life, nobody cares about no one the, buried with you
Only moving forward, troubles have no face, those final words have fallen upon deaf ears
Isolated and alone, those final words have fallen upon deaf ears
Living out of habit, no one will hold your hand the, living out of habit
nobody cares about you
Nobody cares about no one, only moving forward, nobody cares about nothing