Full of nothing
Dark clouds are over head
Constantly frustrated
When's it gonna end?
I'm stuck falling backwards
Just can't clear my head
Darkness follows everywhere
Wondering what's after here
What's it mean for me?
An empty seed
No roots beneath
Forced to grow
Among the weeds
Compassionless
And the evil greed
This can't be all
That's here for me
Stricken with
Anxiety
I world I knew is dead
We're all fucked in the head
Hanging by a thread
Existential dread
We are nothing
It's a sickness of the mind
From this poisonous time
There is nothing left
Failure by design