It's true
My heart is broken into pieces
There's nothing left
It just feels cold
What else can I hope for
Will I die in agony?
At least I'd feel something
Being empty is sad
I'm done looking
I'm done waiting
I forgot my reasons
I don't remember when it was
I feel like something's missing
A part of me isn't there
There will be someone here
Maybe it's just my imagination
I'm done looking
I'm done waiting
I forgot my reasons
I don't remember when it was
I feel like something's missing
A part of me isn't there
There will be someone here
Maybe it's just my imagination
It's hard for someone to understand you
We're puppets
We're only useful for others
We're an instrument for someone else
We're disposable when no one's looking for you
A stain on this society
Even the best is useless
If you're against the system
I'm done looking
I'm done waiting
I forgot my reasons
I don't remember when it was
I feel like something's missing
A part of me isn't there
There will be someone here
Maybe it's just my imagination
Being empty is knowing everything
Knowledge is a curse
No one will judge you if you give up
No one else will do anything
No one cares
Being empty is knowing everything
Knowledge is a curse
No one will judge you if you give up
No one else will do anything
No one cares