Surrounded (by filth) Video (MV)

Why is everywhere I step
Covered in filth
Clutters of black mold
Surround my senses
Tripping over piles of
Expired magazines
And soaking in the pretty sights
Of the ceiling
Slowly collapsing
My stomach hurts
My nostrils hurt
Senses alert
Losing hair to me becomes alert
The world is empty
From where I see
There isn't a key
That unlocks the answers
There isn't a key
That unlocks the answers
Guilt is all around for thinking
This is all my fault
It's always the absence of sound
That makes the nightmares
Become extra loud
Why can't I share the joy
Of the animals that I love
I remember now
Not a chance
The world is empty
From where I see
There isn't a key
That unlocks the answers
There isn't a key
That unlocks the answers
Hopeless nature sits in front of me
It never goes away
I hope my pets are okay
The world is empty
From where I see
There isn't a key
That unlocks the answers
Oh