My phone devoid of any sound I didn’t want to be found I’m waiting for a message from my friend None of this is really here I sing a song trembling in fear Dancing words, they shine a light On all of the things I feel I’m growing tired of the battle Every person just like cattle Being, doing what they’re ‘spposed to do If I cried for once as honest As I never, ever have been Would you still pretend I don’t exist? I’ve felt nothing at all much longer Than I’ve been sad or too bothered Their version of depression’s fake, why can’t you see?