Where do I put the shame? It feels like a broken toy I can't play with Anymore Where do I put the hate? To a pixilated screen I can't watch anymore All I know is that I'm here drifting Somewhere in the vast Somewhere in eternity And I never want to leave Where do I put the books There's so many I could read But They all are filled With lies Where do I put the lies There's so many I could say But It seems they're In the books I have faith that You're out there living high Up in the vast Somewhere in eternity And You're never going to leave