Analyse my own
Matter from above
Blacked out eyes
In an existence overgrown
Never fall, back down
Trapped in myself
Sold my hands
Envy them
Can't find
The one
I slowly start to cut pieces
Of flesh from my body
Dig in, dissect
Collecting examples of what
The outside world sees
Under it all
I know the devastation
I have caused
Upon myself and this world
Upon myself and this world
Upon myself and this world
Speak to me freely
I am listening
Speak to me freely
I am listening
