Under this crushing weight, Im sinking
It never goes away, the thinking Echoes in empty rooms decaying
Alone to face the rest of me


So long sentiment
It doesnt matter now


What the hell is wrong with me?
Why am I torturing myself?

Inhaling all these memories
Like a breath of fire sent from hell


Lead in my gut, not in my spine
I feel distracted all the time
Well lucky me Im finally all alone

Ill miss you

So long sentiment

It doesnt matter now

What the hell is wrong with me?

Why am I torturing myself?
Fixated on these memories
Like a prisoner inside a cell


With nothing useful to say and no one listen to it
Filling the deep with pain, I slowly sink into it

Considering questionable things to try to get me through it
Ive tried to push it away but I always give into it
Longer for taste of the rain that finally helps subdue it

And washes this all away

Under this crushing weight , Im sinking

It never goes away, the thinking
Echoes in empty rooms are saying
Time to erase the rest of me