My empathy is tryna murder me I've given everything i had Warped like the heroine I'm craving She needs a hero but doesn't need saving Her misery is kinda sensory My elation's kinda sad Now I'm worked up And burnt out And over the edge Wrapped up In plastic In over my head It comes with practice It comes at a price And i paid now pray Ahat did you sacrifice? Is my rational escaping me Like all the colour in my head Drained of my vision with a vacuum Deprived with the hollowness of consume Is her illness like a medicine Is my living body dead