Low - Zero Theorem

They say to live a decent life

And that your mind is cold

They brand their sins onto your back

And try to break your soul

And when you followed in the past

They put you on parole

The pit that formed up all around you

Had swallowed you whole

You are the tainted cast-off

You scorn the rising sun

You are the mangled, damaged, tortured

Always on the run

Your silent chaos owns the night

You tried to grow

Did you think that you would feel so low?

Scraping the bottom one more time

How could you know

That at this point you would feel so low?

You wish for better

But still you’re torn

All of the lost and second chances

You have left to mourn

Your life is ripe to reawaken

Will it be stillborn?

‘Cause when you’re fucking with the garden

You will get the thorn

You are the tainted cast-off

You scorn the rising sun

You are the mangled, damaged, tortured

Always on the run

Your silent chaos owns the night

You tried to grow

Did you think that you would feel so low?

Scraping the bottom one more time

How could you know

That at this point you would feel so low?

Been so low

Got so low

Been so low

So low

Your silent chaos owns the night

You tried to grow

Did you think that you would feel so low?

Scraping the bottom one more time

How could you know

That at this point you would feel so low?

Your silent chaos owns the night

You tried to grow

Tell me, did you think you’d feel so low?

Scraping the bottom one more time

And you didn’t know

That at this point you would feel so low

Been so low

Got so low

Been so low