Sentiments feel wrong to be felt

Moon after moon, night after night
Sentiments feel wrong to be felt

Taste of death never felt so sweet like tonight

Helpless in the heart, desperate in the mind

Looking for an answer, wondering in the dark

Smoking my flesh through my pipe

Scared lungs and deep coughs

No sign of hope, no tears left to shed

Sentiments feel wrong to be felt

A body of dead waiting to be healed

Nobody wants me by their side

I know I'm always against the tide, all alone