Things don't look any better today,
Unable to keep up this deception the way I'd hoped
Slowly lapsing in depravity,
I hardly realize what has already become rotten
Come here, stay
"I hid it away"
"Mayday!"
Even if you realize it's me,
You don't need to hold me in your arms again
"Mayday!"
If you realize it's me,
Will you kindly laugh at me once more?
I know I'm nothing but a ghost,
An empty shell built of lies,
Hey
Though I'm sure that "NO" is what I try to say,
Strangely it comes out as "YES"
The bad thing about regret is that you start to realize that if
You can fool someone completely, then you're "innocent"
Choosing to act cowardly, unfairly?
No big deal, a prayer or two can take care of that
That affected talkativeness of mine,
Just digging my own grave, burning myself out
That sense of guilt, beholding like this for how long?
It's all going gray
Even if it's just me acting like the victim
"Mayday"
Feel free to berate me,
If honesty seems like such a wonderful thing
"Mayday"
Bring down the gavel and seal my fate,
I who've chosen to act spoiled to the end
I'm just a wandering spirit, dead and gone
A blank void, empty as can be,
Hey
Wishing for what I lacked,
I came face to face with a version of "me" that was nothing like myself
And yet I kept going,
Even through the dark night that made my head swim
Love me! I who lack so much
I was raised by that selfish egotism of mine after all
Can you really see me?
This lonely, poisoned clown
"Mayday!"
Even if you realize it's me,
You don't need to hold me in your arms again
"Mayday!"
If you realize it's me,
Will you kindly laugh at me once more?
"Mayday!"
Feel free to berate me,
If honesty seems like such a wonderful thing
"Mayday!"
Bring down the gavel and seal my fate,
I who've chosen to act spoiled to the end
"Mayday!"
Expose me for what I really am,
For this world is about to meet its end
"Mayday!"
Dance with me!
Did you actually realize "I" was never truly here to begin with?
Aaaa!
I know I'm nothing but a ghost
an empty shell built of lies
I'm just a wandering spirit, dead and gone
A blank void, empty as can be
Having lied about the most inconsequential of things,
I'm unable to go back
No statute of limitations for my crime,
Robbed of forgiveness for that thievery of mine