I just realized as pictures of my pain pass before my eyes I have given in and if I had a choice I'd do it all again What should I believe I put my faith in something, now it wants to leave Things seem clearer now But still, I'll find a way to fuck it up somehow Getting smaller, used to be Watched it fade now there's nothing left of me Close my eyes, still I see I can't help from sinking in my own debris I built this flesh machine A temporary answer to the same routine I am not alive Unbearable condition The diseased never die I am so high Lower than willing I will die so high So much more lower than willing