I'm getting too tired to care,
too numb too even dare.
Splitting apart from the reality
every time my heart starts to race
so fast that I could die instantly.
Putting a smile while I'm shattering inside.
It is all that called life?
My witnesses are blind,
we don't see eye to eye.
All my loneliness is blackening
my anatomy,
from toes to lungs.
Unknowns smothering me,
taking away the only air I have left.
Lucifer, leave me without speech;
I'm one day nearer to death, at least.
