Without a trace
Seems you let go
This empty space
Streams an empty zero-flow

Like a useless fire
I turn to hide
My light has no desire
I burn cold and dark inside

We tried
And we cried
Over the limit
Drained is our spirit

I can’t sleep when I’m dead
A whirling tilt in my head
It’s like a bad hangover
I can’t sleep when I’m dead

My confession
You’re still my obsession
No longer in my possession
Savoring the juices that bled
I’m going out of my head

What’s true
Is my heart is torn apart
Like a soulless statue
No longer desire another’s heart

I’ll disappear out of this world
Nothing is left to gain
My fear is a tilting whirled
My mind is a baking pain

The cadence is broken
No love is spoken
Can’t find the middle
Feels like a cruel riddle