Staring at the hourglass My life it feels like a machine running with no direction Watching time as it draws a perception obscene from a resurrection Choking on reality The walls of my insides; they bleed from the excess incisions Drawn and quartered by the monster who pulls on the strings from the core of me I'm dying to see what it is that is eating away at me Now the stars are the sun in my world They burn from the inside out Ice cold in the flames burning all around So blind to the beauty of sleep It feels like the walls are melting, freezing into me Have I lost track of time? Why can't I feel the burn? Staring at the hourglass My life it feels like a machine running with no direction Drawn and quartered by the monster who pulls on the strings in my resurrection I'm dying to see what it is that is eating away at me Now the stars are the sun in my world They burn from the inside out When the frustration makes a move, the second hand will swallow you It's tearing a hole inside I'm buried alive The smell of flesh is seeping into my range Thrashing, hoping for a better way The push, the pull, it's tearing apart my will to thrive in the day Pins and needles jabbing into my veins On the verge of losing sanity The beast tears and I can't do a thing about it I'm dying to see what it is that is eating away at me Now the stars are the sun in my world They burn from the inside out Fuck me, I am dying for sleep What is exactly is eating away at me Now the stars are the sun in my world They burn from the inside out