[Verse 1]
I wake up each day and weaker
I wear a hole in the t-shirt
I fake smiles when I speak
I find lies in his teeth

[Chorus]
I know I get better
When I'm honest with myself; It's calming
Speak to me the palm that reads
A lethal forecasting of hauntings

[Verse 2]
Call me your conscious deceiver
Take drugs to see things much clearer
I find my apathy
I see my mind empty

[Chorus]
I know I get better
When I'm honest with myself; It's calming
Speak to me the palm that reads
A lеthal forecasting of hauntings