Damaged soul, irreplaceable to my heart
Ripping through and tearing me apart
Dazed and confused, but still slightly here
I'm losing my mind, forgetting to steer
Many questions stream through my head
Images of my body lying motionless and dead
But I will not beckon to the reaper yet
Because life as I see it is a clock that is set
Free will is non-existent in my own opinion
If faith is all we have then there is no winning
No choices in life, nothing to look forward to
So mixed up with this reality, what should I do?
I look in the mirror to see nothing, but a lie
I turn toward my feelings and find nothing inside
I look everywhere for something lost in time
I look everywhere for something I can't find
And then I find the answer as I look in your face
That this world is bulls**t and life's a waste