Blinded I lay, my eyes have been tied Got no impact on what has died deep inside While oppressed by the torment I am hearing the screams Devastating what's left of me beneath my thin skin I counted for empathy But I was forced to a sisyphean task That's how I react when my self esteem is going down Self-embarrassment Playing your cheap game Decomposed, left to scrape Filled with concerns hit the mud But even if soil covers me I shall remain unquenched Out of breath My lungs are filling with dirt I'm starting to suffocate Spiritual sickness: unfinished business Won't let it be the end of me Done my best for free When I tried to fit I thought you're not with guilt Fuck you It was close as fuck for you to feel How it's like to chew On a blood-soaked ground