With only music left

I am so distracted from what is happening
Around me all the faces look so dull & unclean
I walk with the ear-phones & music in my head
But in fact it's just feeling of being dropped dead.
Something has died deep inside of me
Something I thought would always be
When only hatred & tense overfill your mind
How is it possible to be well & kind?
You look at me & you think I'm so strong & tough
Well, you're going on the surface which I try to make rough
I succeeded as you don't see a single sign
Of my pain feeding rage, of me bleeding inside.

When someone steps on your throat, spits on your face, drowns your boat,
When you're killing your love, shuttering your dreams running this road,
When suddenly you realize that you aren't able to feel
And your body is blowing asking for adrenalin
What would you do? Tell me what would you say
To yourself when everything around you is fake and decay.

And you're praying for God not to leave you here
But that only makes your pain grow severe (it becomes clear)
'cause you understand that all you're left with is music.

Yeah, that's true I feel insecure & play mind games way too much
Things like that happen as you're growing detached
If a little love runs through your vein
There will be entire world to send it down the drain
So you'd better lock it all up in the cage of your thoughts
So you'd better battle it hard & don't get people close
And you'd better stand tall & you'd better pretend
So they can't see your mind extend.

And you're praying for God not to leave you here
But that only makes your pain grow severe (it becomes clear)
'cause you understand that all you're left with is music.