Lonesome

Never alone, but always lonesome
There’s blood falling from my eyes, blood is falling from my eyes
Because I’ve hated the fact that all the worst things in life
Comes for free, it all comes for free

We sometimes think we want to disappear
When all we really want is to be found
We sometimes think we want to disappear
When all we really want is to be found

We think we want to disappear
When all we really want is to be found
Never alone, but always lonesome
We think we want to disappear
When all we really want is to be found
Never alone, but always lonesome