Silverchair - Untitled lyrics

Internal bleeding round and round

And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone

And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone

A portrait of my skeletal gain

Left selfish and hungry so feed me the pain

Escape reality with new pain

Then let the cycle start again

And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone

And all I can think of are

Ways to die alone

Dream of content

A pain filtered farm

All I can say?

Dreams are bad

When all they do is leave the truth behind

Dreams are bad

When negativity?s a state of mind