Shoot me fucking dead
Take me away from this place
Cause all I see here is your god damn face
Torturing me
Infecting my life
If this is all I see I’d rather go blind
Play this game with me
Walk to the end
Roll your mother fucking dice and play again
No hope for you or I
We are all blind, we are all blind
The start is the end and the end is the start
No sight, no love, no friends, no heart
I’m in the dark
We’re in the dark
These bags under my eyes are getting darker
And I’ve never heard of sleep 
The herder is a fucking illusion 
There’s no hope for the sheep 
At the end of the day I could say I’m haunted
Can’t tell if I’m dead or just fucking unwanted
At the end of the day I could say I’m haunted
Shoot me fucking dead
I’ll let my eyes roll back into my head
Wishing I was dead, wishing I was dead
If I could take back every single word I’ve said
Maybe I’d be less unwanted 
Maybe I’d be fucking dead

The realisation that I still don’t know what I’m doing here,
Put in perspective I am nothing,
It feels like something has been wasted, and I am fading
Time is growing against me as I grow tired of being
Just another soul spent searching for something inside,
I hate my fucking guts, I hate desire, I hate lust,
I hate humanity, I hate instinctively, I hate this fucking world for fucking hating me

The chasm in my chest
Screams of resounding emptiness
I’ve never tasted this bitterness
I never felt this solitude, worthlessness

So what great vision is this to sail amongst the vast indifference?
Accept a trail to hollow senses, where only tragedy breaks the numbness
So what great epiphany, will spell out beneath my feet?
Chain my wrists, and admit defeat, imprisoned by ‘the clarity’
So is this destiny, a doubtful life, feeling empty?
Worst of all to make me guilty, blindest of the blind, telling me to see
I might hate this world, I might hate myself
But I wont be a wasted soul, another ghost like everyone else