Coming again
It never ends now does it?
It scrapes like sand
It scrapes the shit right of the face now doesn't it?
Right off the face of earth
Is there a god coming?
Someone that we can trust?
Can somebody pull the firealarm?
Nothing to see
Nothing to breathe
Nothing to feel
Nothing is real
Is there a god coming?
Someone that we can trust?
Can somebody pull the f*cking firealarm?
Nothing to see
Nothing to breathe
Nothing to feel
Nothing is real
Drain
Insane
A waste
Remain
It doesn't help to stay
Go away
It's such a f*cking headache
Such a f*cking headache
Can't someone take the f*cking pain away
Scrape it all away