plastic roses line empty altars see the faces i m feeling altered confronting the fear that lives on your breath in dreams he s still here message left in the basement i walk down these endless hallways drugs and weekends can t change my days leaving the lines you ve drawn on your own all sorts of crimes meet me in in the basement step outside my house it s happening most every day i held to nothing i have nothing left to say plastic roses line empty altars see the faces i m feeling altered confronting the fear that lives in your chest in dreams he s still here message left in the basement