Kill me with your world

You´ve had a rearrangement of your precious furniture,
so I hear,
your art is improved,
the plants are dead,
the light is so inviting now,
so is the smell,

Reflections of other people,
fresh laughter where mine used to be,
but no signs of the artist in his own paintings,
no revealing colours,
the looks again are deceiving.

So kill me with your world,
Cause I´m too small to be part of it,
kill me with your world,
cause silence is the only slayer

I hide behind other people,
through their bodies
I try to embrace you,
your plot is the same but I`m just never in it,
in my script your lines are never appearing.

So kill me with your world,
cause I can never be in it