C.b.f. by Nevermore
Blank, their state of mind
The apathy they find leads them into nothing
Rotting away, another lost sight today
Swallowed into the nothing again
Killing yourself, killing your will to be
But you don't give a damn
Just numb the pain
The tightrope now is tread
Ambition lying dead, lost in the fire so numbing
Numbing decay sucks your will of life away
Lost in decay you number your days
Swallow the fire, breathe in the black
Just one more hit could kill
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