no feeling
no sense
no direction
no fulfilment
empty grabs at headaches
empty words
empty stomachs
empty brains
try to grasp the problem
he isnt fine
he has a problem
it's worse then it seems
don't lie don't fake
don't count don't take
drink up trickle down
an apple for a frown
compulsive clarity
destructive desires
you want this
you shouldn't do that
take what you want
you'll never have enough
you know what happens
yet you continue
continue to destroy
continue to ache
continue to isolate
continue to kill
worse and worse
but you think its okay
you feel refreshed
you know better
this will never go away
youre stuck
youre sick
there is no cure
theres no end
theres no help
you'll despise yourself more
you'll hurt everything you love
you could be healthy
why would you choose this
no easy way out
too deep to see
