Paint my lungs so silently

The darkest color of your noise
A crowd will contradict its own audibility
Can't hear the dialogue for the voice

No one is listening
Ears are ringing
Yet ears are ringing

In the morning I will see
What you were trying to say to me
As I respond into the sink
Need not again hear myself think
Ears are ringing

Wax within my ears has grown
Just like the snot inside my nose
My interpretation of distorted conversation

I will kill for isolation
To enjoy the breath of silence
When the blood comes naturally
Sacrifice the energy

Before the threshold of pain has grown
I have chosen to plug my nose
Mole out from society
Survive off my soliloquy

Bleeding from nose, throat & ears
Removed I can speak as he has