Demons of the black finally got to me,
Dead to the world, a very dead soul,
Pieces scattered, can't tell which are real,
Don't know myself, I'm breaking down,

There are three in here,
Mind at constant war,
Too many losses, I'm all alone,
Who am I, what have I become,

Am I really dead or is it all fake,
What is fake anyway?
Do I even give a fuck?
Don't know myself, I'm breaking down...