Genosha

Disconnected, drained, dragged along
Forced into circles of those who change
Those you've called: The ones who cashed your faults
Head deep
Empty, but aware and away
All those nights, holding tight, I’m here and there but fine
I just want out of my skin: Fuck you
All I’m done, I’m going home
It’s easy to loath this city
Am I slipping away?