I'm Disturbed and alone,
sound erosion on it's own,
Can't take noises, they just drone,
So I suffer, on my own.
On my own
All the noises drive me mad,
If there's no silence I'm worse than sad,
I keep away from, the monotonous tone,
To stop me ending it all, on my own.
On my own
Sound is eating, away a hole,
In my body, brain and soul,
Now I'm fading, the cancer's grown,
And so I die here, on my own.
On my own .