old data in a dead machine

Eyes glued to the window pane
Till the sun comes up to say
«Worry, fixate and then repeat»
Do you imagine their blood inside your head?
As far as I know they’re all already dead
Caught up in a comfortable lie
So why aren’t you alive yet?
Pain can be trusted
Take your own advice before you take theirs
All you wanted was something
All you wanted was something
That something is nothing
Well, ain’t that… something