Peasants - Lyrics - A Thousand Times No

I've distanced myself again. Awkward around my friends. I can't be what she needs. I rejoice as I bleed. I don't need their shelter, I reject their lies. Forced to prod and dig, and it's killing me inside. It's not about forgetting, Or learning to cope. It's about control, and salvaging some hope. I sit all alone. Trying to dissect myself. Trying to sort out, just who I am. Too many hours spent trying to be understood. Explain in vain, They think that they're in sync with me. If they only knew, Just what I was thinking, They'd be too scared. Too scared to *** sleep. Zero.