Laid Low -

Mind explodes driving death on your face

Nothing seems worth, nothing written on fate

Mental breakdown is the familiar feel felt

Emptiness and sorrow, anxiety is myself

Horizons shut in a box of despair

And all insides burn like hell

All put in table but blindness surrounds me

Day after day after day it suffocates me

Down so low

Inside the lungs of the inner self, can’t be controlled

Can’t see hope, there is nothing left outside

When will it stop killing me?

Superficial light brights in the end

But going deeper, it only gets darker

Pushing the flesh forward, trying to pretend

That it is unknown, where it all comes again

Death, the only prize is death

Going from anywhere to nowhere with entrails flaming again

Can’t see nothing

Can’t feel nothing

Confusion and illusion, where it comes to an end?

Down so low

Inside the lungs of the inner self, can’t be controlled

Can’t see hope there is nothing left outside

When will it stop killing me?

But we’re all already dead

Living for nothing, day after day

There is no major meaning

Since we are born, we dig our own grave

A moment of clarity, seeing everything is wrong

But the same panorama shows that we gotta be strong

But there is no strength

There is no will

The only thing left is your body as your shield

Isolating from the world outside

As your only move in life is contemplate suicide

Down so low

Inside the lungs of the inner self, can’t be controlled

Can’t see hope, there is nothing left outside

When will it stop killing me?