Hauntology Zanski

Speaking about nothing
Yelling at once
Look at your eyes
They're starting to flood
Wade through the ice
Already come up
Your dreams were better than what was above

Swimming through the depths again
I'm hosting temporary friends
Far too many wounds for me to tend to
Letters that I'll never send
Broken words; can't comprehend
Seeking out the way to understand

So what?
I am tired of disaster
So what?
So I'm driving a little faster
So what?
Baby watch as all the dancers
Play messiah for an answer

I swear I'm not alive
The noise before my eyes
Bring me down
Absent minded
Cross my eyes (and)
Haunted sirens
Mental tyrants