Seeing Through These Eyes - Ringworm

I see hope die, seeing through these eyes

Some would say we lived our lives a lie

Another face, another place to hide

Empty souls — no truth to set us free

As we reflect on what we’ll never be

Don’t want to believe

There’s nothing inside

I find myself — between the lines

It’s made of blood

It’s made with heart

Is all we built falling apart?

Never thought of losing all i believed

Deep depression taking hold

Slowly killing me

I see hope, seeing through these eyes