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Point the finger at yourself

I’m not the only one here who should take the blame

You don’t know what it’s like, so don’t pretend  you do

We’re all in hell this time, not just me, not just you



Every single day is the same as the last

The same death always comes to pass

And I lose more every time it revolves

Whittled down to almost nothing now



Just people who almost gave a damn

I’ve had about enough of it

It’s all confusion and depression

Contradictions and repression



Asking why I’ve never said anything when you haven’t either

Telling me to imagine when it’s like when you can’t either

Looking back on everything that never even happened

Trying hard to function when it doesn’t even matter



You’re all just fuel for my fire

I wish I could burn it all away

Things would be so much easier if

I could just disappear

I know deep inside

It’d be all for the better



I never cared for anything so nothing will care for me

I never tried to make this anything, now I know this will never ve

I tried to hide from everything, now nothing will come to find me



It’d just be so much easier without words

I’m doing nothing but getting in the way

I’m just a machine thart keeps repeating

And nobody ever cares to even listen



All I do is keep descending

Just leave me at the bottom, I’m better off that way

I’d like to be above, but I’d only be a burden

Just let me rot