Wish I never fell into numbers
Wish that I could dissipate my rage
Wish I could unearth my thunder
Artificial taste, it holds my name
Thought that I had always been numb
But now I can't ignore the bends and cracks
Wish that I could turn the noise off
Disassociate and not come back

Why do I come back?

Wish I weren't obsessed with purpose
Stay content with anything that's mine
Wish I weren't results of regrets
It's nauseating when I say: I'm fine

So sick of waiting for an answer
Staring at the sky in hopes it falls
The sum of all my charts and failures
I wish I couldn't feel a thing at all

Wish I never fell into numbers
Wish that I could dissipate my rage
Wish I could unearth my thunder
Artificial taste, it holds my name
Thought that I had always been numb
But now I can't ignore the bends and cracks
Wish that I could turn the noise off
Disassociate and not come back