Withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply
   in time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise
   smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow
   i just don't want to know anymore
   life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong
   why don't you care? now do it seem fair?
   it's not in the rhyme or reason
   so it goes with every season crawl to top fall through bottom
   first hand love is really rotten
   slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary
   light with me inside the womb
   i know everyone everybody knows it's me
   it's my voice, my voice cries out obscenity
   sightless eye regard my past sometimes it should
   i just don't want to know anymore.