You're aching nothingness
The world is only stress
You've got to clean your mess
This lion's emptiness
Pulls harder in your chest
You're lying to this mess
Unwind what's cheap blessed
Tongue tied with secrets
The world looks back and finds
You're lost inside of your own mind
Aching on this grind
Turns the gears of your own time
Blacked out on wins to state
You're lying to your waste
F*cked down on your estate
Come 'round and find your fate
Come 'round it's fine to hate
When you look back in haste
You're lost inside of your own days
Turning back to taste
The emptiness of your old ways