Giving into the loneliness, penetrated by chemicals.
When words you speak are of no interest.
Try to escape the reflection, this infection.
Devoid of consciousness, and redemption.
Tell me, what will you do? It won't be so easy.
When there's nothing to hold onto.
You can regret what you've done to me, but there's no sympathy.
For someone like you.
Your replacement was easier than healing.
Yet there's no way, to calculate. The trauma in losing.
An eternity of suffering.
I took it head on. They'll see how far I've come.