Spit
October 4, 2012
Look at us
October 4, 2012

Reduced

Ooh – it’s getting closer
Try to hide but there’s no cover
So I lied there’s something better
I denied but it doesn’t matter

What a fucking web I weaved when first I began to lie
It got easier each time and I can’t deny
that it’s taken over everything I thought was me
I made me into nothing

Nothing grows in here, nothing grows in here

Ooh – what have I become
All I feel is numb, I am nothing
No, my actions made me grey
Nothing feels ok, I am nothing

I feel nothing
Reduced to nothing

So, I am dying
Fell at last, I gave up trying
Hear me moan and watch me vanish
Here’s my throne, made of all my bullshit

What a fucking web I weaved when first I began to lie
It got easier each time and I can’t deny
that it’s taken over everything I thought was me
I made me into nothing

Nothing grows in here, nothing grows in here

Ooh – what have I become
All I feel is numb, I am nothing
No, my actions made me grey
Nothing feels ok, I am nothing

What I need is to confess
That I am the one who invented this mess
I need someone else to blame
Get that someone else to explain

Now I’m reduced to nothing…

Ooh – what have I become
All I feel is numb, I am nothing
No, my actions made me grey
Nothing feels ok, I am nothing

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