20 Blades Inside my heart Pressure drops Next to zero Weak and tired A walking corpse Nothing much to say Next to zero Next to zero Next to zero Played your game Mistress of the dark The final score Was next to zero Microwaves and coffee Pink donuts Chances of survival Next to zero Next to zero Next to zero Suffering and boredom, and nothing to hide What are the odds I will find peace of mind? Searching for a balance and something to do The numbers are against me, and zero's my IQ Next to Zero Next to Zero Next to Zero Next to Zero Next to Zero Next to Zero Next to Zero