Something keeps me holding on to nothing
I'm wondering around pretending i'm living while i'm not even surviving
How did I become this?
And what am I doing with myself when all I feel is feeling lost?
The world has no time for feeling sorry, he will just move on to nothing yet leaving me behind
Time is running and i'm stuck
Drowining in tears is almost addictive because is the only thing that's real to me
What is it that I want from life?