My mind numb.
No tears this time.
Bottled up.
My spirit crying.
So, I went to church, tried to find a voice... 'cause I hate silence.
Ask The Lord to pray for me, so my thoughts could find solace.
But...
Lost myself.
Ain't got no soul.
Sobriety.
Ain't here no more.
I see my demons in empty hallways.
I see my demons in every crawl space.
Novacaine. Novacaine.