My mind is a hollow shell
It's burnt out and I fear the smell
The pain of an infant state
Burning death at any rate

But I got things to do
And I don't think it's true

This is all I'm trying
But sometimes it feels like I'm dying
And now this mile I've run it
I can't live on this planet

"No that's not true, that's impossible"
That's what Luke said before he took a fall
He didn't say, "You're not my Father"
But no one cared, they didn't bother