Concrete

Do you feel alone (well sometimes I do) Do you feel replaced (feel like there's nothing at all) Fearing the unknown (stare into the abyss) Craving escape (waiting for the call) And are you really hurt (I pull the curtains close) Are you really here (I watch the paint run dry) Finding gold in the dirt (we can stay afloat) Measure money with fear (at least we can try) And is she with you now (no she's never around) Is she hearing me (not one little bit) Raise a plucked eyebrow (covered in concrete) Covered in concrete (just like dirt) Will the questions stop (I feel the temperatures rise) Will the answers end (I see another one coming for me) Monitored from the top As the unit bends No more, no more, no more questions No more, no more, no more questions And how does it feel How does it taste Would you rather it's real Or would you rather it's fake We can bring you up We can bring you close The time has passed for luck And now it's time for hope And I hope that you're hearing me And I hope that you're hearing me And I hope that you're hearing me And I hope that you're hearing me And I hope that you're hearing me And I hope that you're hearing me And I hope that you're hearing me And I hope that you're hearing me No more, no more, no more questions No more, no more, no more questions No more, no more No more, no more And when the answers trickle thin You and I can finally think About the words in which we gave Were they condemned or were they praised What was their worth What was their mean Laugh as they simply meant nothing