"Orphan" lyrics

"Orphan"

It's just the way it is
How did I find myself to be so pitiful and vulnerable
And I lay my head upon an empty heartbeat
I'm alone and I'm miserable

It's just the way that it is and it's hopeless now
I'll never leave the prison inside my head
No one will ever understand the way it feels
To shut out the emotion that drives me back to you

Is that your voice that I hear
Is that the touch that I had once feared
Is that the way that you look now
Is this what we are

Cynical ole me, beckoning for company
An illusion that I dream of in a nightmare, what do I care
If you're here and there's nothing left inside of your hollow shell
I'm still alone, I'm still miserable

Is there hope somewhere in this case of flesh we call our home
I don't feel it, mother, father please go back to sleep
I can't bare to see you barely alive
We're all alone, we're all miserable

Forget my voice, forget my eyes
My heart is content now
To betray my insides

It's just the way that it is and it's hopeless now
I'll never leave the prison inside my head
No one will ever understand the way it feels
To shut out the emotion that drives me back to you


Writer(s): Ben Savage, Alex Wade, Phil Bozeman, Gabe Crisp, Zach Householder
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