I'm hardened and it persists
The smoke is surrounding me
The anger walks but you've built yourself a fortress

You're your own worst enemy
Yes, you're in my
This is a killing game and you are defenseless

Been run over and trampled on
The summing of a million things
The parade is never ending
The celebration of our defeat
Been run over and trampled on
The celebration of our defeat

Wasted days and wasted miles
The saddest part is my wasted breath

I take a deep breath in the sand
The ground fights to cut off my sole remaining edge
Breathe in
My flaccid lungs starve for air
My empty veins
My blood is there
My body's silhouette dissolving into nothing
Chasing my battered soul

Wasted days and wasted miles
The saddest part is my wasted breath
Wasted days and wasted miles
The saddest part is my wasted breath

Your, your life crippled
Left to the streets
There's no heart here
No love for anything
There's no heart here
Left to the streets
Just a bloody mess
Nothing left