You could walk away. I am here to stay within myself.
I take no comfort in that fact.
I can hear the way you really want to say I need some help.
I've gone so far that I've lost track.
Apathy, the hungry beast, is swallowing every bit of me.
Lost and led astray, waiting for the day I'm whole again.
I can't exist in half like that.
Like a tired shade, I begin to fade into the dark.
Watch all my colors change to black.
Apathy, the hungry beast, is swallowing every bit of me.
I can see you trembling, remembering how I used to be.
