Restless I'm a mess Stress fractures and all of these aching joints I can't think straight anymore I think I'm at my breaking point My body is a vessel for the bitter cold to embrace Numb my mind Trap me in How can I escape? Am I going mad? Am I too gone for reason? I can't forgive myself For falling to this mental treason Restless I'm a mess Stress fractures and all of these aching joints I can't think straight anymore I think I'm at my breaking point My grave is already dug This conscious is no friend of mine I'm inches from pulling the plug This is where I flatline Flatline