My Them کے بول

They say that this is how to clean it all away They say that this is how to handle every day They say that this is how to laugh at nothingness They say that this is how to comfort yourself less I tend to keep them near it's all I have left My panics disappear with each romantic theft Your pity's squandered art has turned for the worst It blew apart my heart my them was here first They seem to think it's wrong but I don't really care They seem to think it's wrong I lied I know they're there They have too much to say they're different these are fake They have too much to say their hollow words are stale I think my them is closing in