Blinded
By chemicals
Coming from inside me
Black clouds
Of darkness
Oppressive and hovering - oh no
Overcome
By depression
I'm a walking fatality
Crushing
Can barely move
I don't have the strength to scream
Enveloped by a force, I have no control
Consciousness of mine works against me
My brain screams
Suicide! Suicide! Suicide!
And it seems like an ideal opportunity
(Solos)
Worthlessness, abandonment
An orphan of all humanity
Quicksand from which there is no escape
Misfired
Connections
Inside my brain
There is no more hope for me
Than there is hope for any human being
(Solos)
Nothing can be right at all
It cannot be corrected
Doubled over
The pain it hurts in nonexistence
Enveloped by a force, I have no control
Consciousness of mine works against me
My brain screams
Suicide! Suicide! Suicide!
And it seems like an ideal opportunity
And it seems like an ideal opportunity
And it seems like an ideal opportunity
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