Am I here to you

Was that feeling ever true

Was I the trash man in the night

Hollowed out empty thoughts

Can you fight my fight

And am I here right now to you

Do I need to leave, is this all for you

A brick in the washing machine

Until it no longer needs to be

I've always been nothing

But I guess that's fine

And I feel nothing anymore

Am I an open door

Or a pit fall to endure

And I feel nothing anymore

Who's that guy I'm looking at

And why's he look like such a brat

And I feel nothing anymore

Am I an open door

Or a pit fall to endure

And I feel nothing anymore

Who's that guy I'm looking at

And why's he look like such a brat

Am I here to you

Was that feeling ever true

Was I the trash man in the night

Hollowed out empty thoughts

Can you fight my fight