Broken sleep and a broken mind Thoughts relaying only out of spite Inanity running through my spine Once more I'm left with no space to breathe I shut the door On my progress and pray for my leave I've got nothing left I'm not a person I'm an empty threat Your presence drags me back It's better to regress than choke on conceit Time doesn't heal It rots in a wreck Can't lift a curse with a broken neck Embrace it, it's only fate Nothing here to be done I'm trying to pull myself together Floating around like dead weather Broken sleep and a broken mind Thoughts relaying only out of spite Inanity running through my spine I'm lost in the wake of the air I am certain that you're there Is it me Or is it just the death in the trees? Is it me or the death in the trees? Is it me or the death in the trees?